The Painting

AMELIA'S POV

"is it worth the price though?" i asked myself as I look at the price of the scented candle.

After I did a lot of thinking, I decided not to buy the scented candle. I just bought the normal white candle which costs a lot cheaper.

I bought bunch of them as I will be needing them for a long time.

I paid and go out. I never really thought that I would buy a candle.

The shop was just near my near my new home — my art shop. So I just walked for about 5 minutes.

I flipped the "CLOSED" sign into the "OPEN" sign which is just hanging in my door.

Even though I don't have customers, I am happy with what I am doing.

I opened the window since it's hot.

Well, I don't have electricity. They have cut it since I couldn't pay the bill. I don't have the money to pay for it.

I looked at the time and it's 3pm.

I looked around my shop which is also my home now, no hint of customers.

I just took out the bread which I bought earlier and eat it. I don't have money anymore, I need a lot more stuffs like soap, shampoo, plates and things like that.

I sighed.

I decided to just paint, I don't like to dwell myself into something I can't change.

I am actually planning on looking for a job tomorrow. I need money to survive.

And I understand Mom now. But I don't regret leaving their house, I would never regret that.

I looked outside the window to look for inspiration for my new painting.

And then I saw the palace.

Oh, to live there.

I shook my head, how can I even live there? I am not a princess.

I took my seat and decided to paint the palace. It is so beautiful that my painting couldn't even put justice on how beautiful it is.

I spent hours to paint and I love spending my time doing this because this is just the only way I can forget my problems even just for a while.

I took a step back when I finished the painting. I smiled and looked at my hand which is already filled with different colors of painting.

I looked at myself in the mirror and saw how my face is filled with paints as well. I laughed, a genuine laugh.

After fixing myself, I hanged my new art beside the glass window where people who will pass can see it.

"it's already 9pm, well. Let's go to sleep for now, Amelia. Good work for today again. Do well tomorrow" I talked to myself.

There's no one who can tell those stuffs to me rather than me myself as well and there's nothing wrong with that. I prefer living alone, with peace and quiet place.

I took a quick shower and finally sleep. It was a tiring day.

(◠‿・)—☆

PHILIP'S POV

"There's nothing wrong with you, Philip. There's nothing wrong with you" I kept on talking to myself while walking back and forth into my room.

While doing that, I passed by my mirror and saw how reddish my face were.

I looked at it and punched it. I don't want to see myself being beaten up.

"Philip?" I heared a knocked. It's Miss Sarah. One of the servant here.

"I want to be alone. Please don't talk to me" I said. I sat on the edge of my bed and covered my face with both of my hands.

I really wanted to be alone, for now.

Without taking a glance, I know that Miss Sarah already entered my room even though I clearly told her not to.

I felt a small hand tapped my back.

"you can be weak, I am here. I won't judge you" she mouthed. I didn't moved an inch.

"your Dad is wrong. Never let his wrong way of seeing things affect your perspective as well" she mouthed again.

"I want to be alone. Please" I said. I heared her sigh and walked away.

She has been with me ever since I was a kid. She was my Dad's Nanny and now she's my Nanny as well.

I saw that she left milk on my side table. She never forgets to give me one every night.

I took my coat and escaped the castle. Good thing, the guard wasn't up that's why I escaped the castle without any problems.

I didn't bring my horse with me. I don't want the people from the city would recognize me.

I just walked since I would love to freshen up. After minutes of walking into the city full of people, my feet have brought me into an empty street.

All the shops here are closed but there are a lot of streetlights.

How amazing it is since I found peace, I felt like I belong here. Like even though it might be scary for some, but for me, it is peace.

I continued to walk and then a shop caught my eyes. I walked infront of it.

Obviously it is already closed. I couldn't get my eyes off from the painting which is displayed.

As a painter, I can sense how sincere the artist were. It is a painting of the castle.

I looked at it more and saw a "for sale" sign just below it.

"oh, so it is for sale" I mouthed.

I smiled. I looked at the painting more and I can't stop myself from admiring it.

It's like talking to me, like telling me to take it. Telling me that I should buy it.

"tomorrow, I'll buy you tomorrow"

(◠‿・)—☆

I kept on knocking on the door but no one's responding.

"hey, the owner of that shop just left. There's no one there" the woman which lives beside the store shouted at me.

"I'm sorry. May I know when would she be back?" I asked.

"why are you asking me? I don't know. I don't even personally know that person who owns that" she slammed the door.

There's nothing to be mad about, right? I guess.

I looked at the painting onced again.

"I'll be back" I said.