Rohan's POV
Something was wrong with Grace.
Her usually quivering lips was replaced with a tight-lipped smile and a furrowed brow. She was drumming her fingers repeatedly on her thighs; making it difficult for me to concentrate.
"You've got to stop drumming with your fingers" I called out in frustration, trying to be reasonable.
"Are you done with today's sketch?" she ignored me pressing her lips together in annoyance.
"What's wrong with you today?" I dropped my brush and came out from behind the canvas.
She was frowning now.
"I am fine" she narrowed her eyes "are you done with today's sketch?" she asked again.
"No, I am not but I can't draw you if you're in such a foul mood" I crossed my arms wishing she could just tell me what the problem is.
"So you're saying, we're done fo
