"Stop laughing," Nina grumbled from her spot, trying hard not to move. She struggled to stay still because she knew that even the slightest movement might ruin the perfect portrait Loyd had so carefully arranged for her. But the man still seemed to be laughing instead of starting to sketch something on his canvas.
"Sorry, but I'm not laughing at you," Loyd said, although in reality, his laughter continued. Nina rolled her eyes.
After being with Loyd earlier, Nina was finally trapped and couldn't leave his studio to go home. Her body was too tired to walk back, and Loyd himself offered a solution to take her home later. After taking a short break and having lunch at her boyfriend's studio, Nina saw several abandoned canvases, all appearing half-finished. When she asked why there were so m
