Realization

AMELIA'S POV

It was a busy day for me since I woke up late so I need to rush everything.

"go home safely" I waved a goodbye to the girls. They're leaving, I almost finish the canvas maybe two more sessions?

I go back to the shop and saw that Philip is cleaning up my work room. When I entered, he stood up and walked towards me.

He pulled his handkerchief from his pocket and wiped paints on my face.

"they don't come out easily, din they?" I asked about the paints.

And then I saw him giggled "yeah, we need water" he said and pulled me towards the kitchen sink.

He helped me took off the paints on my face as well as in my hand. I just don't notice it that the paints are already in my face or in my hand or something like that.

"how's your hand?" he asked and flipped my hand so that he can see the wound.

"you removed the bandage?" he asked and looked at me. We're done removing the paints.

"yeah, it's not comfortable to paint while having bandage" I answered and tried to pull my hand from him