The next day I decide to leave the house and get some fresh air. I visit an art studio to help clear my mind, art always helps me to calm down. I look at pictures or paintings and try to imagine what the artist was thinking while creating them. It calms my mind and takes me away from my problems. After seeing the art exhibition, I visit a bookstore close by and engulf myself in another world. I am obsessed with historical fiction. When there is romance in it, you have me in your pocket.
I spend the rest of my day at the bookstore by the time I am ready to go home, it's dark outside. I call Aurora to come pick me up, she is still busy at the office, so she asked someone else to pick me up. She did not mention who, but when he arrives.
I am starting to think Aurora intentiona
