Chapter 94

While I was concentrating on my work I didn't feel the time passing, and I hadn't even paid attention to it, every stroke I made on the canvas was a feeling that came together, everything merged there between paints and brushes, the feeling was good, it really made me feel that I was freeing myself from all the pain I had gone through all the suffering was there, and I didn't need it, but to keep that pain just for me, I could show it, I could finally show what I felt without having pitying looks under me, otherwise they wouldn't know that I had painted that with my soul, that instead of paint I had used tears and blood, I could empty my soul without worrying about anything, it was really comforting, and I wish Ethan had that same feeling.

And speaking of him, I was missing him so much, I really wanted to know how he was, talk to him, hear his voice, maybe I was desperate, but with that new feeling, I didn't know if it was normal to be like that, maybe I was crazy, or it was normal, a