Chapter 113
I placed my hand on hers and moved her hand around the drawing so that she could feel it," Red represents blood and pain, black the darkness and white the part of me that still hoped...But that changed after I me....." On realising what I was about to say, I pulled away... I couldn't mess things up after she gets better, I will keep a distance...I wont suffocate her anymore... "Here are the brushes and acrylics...I will finish that drawing, it's been months since I have been here. Actually since I forced you to marry me..." "Don't beat yourself up, only seven months remaining then you can free yourself from this guilt...." She took the brushes and acrylics from me and begun doing her work... Once in a while, I would stare at her and smile. She was the best gift one could ever ask for..
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