Chapter 53: Jace

Groaning, I threw my bag off my shoulder and leaned against the wall, tired, my professor looking over at me wide eyed, her hair springing out all around her as always but she had some paint smeared on her cheek this afternoon.

“Back so soon Amara” she said smiling widely at me and I let out a small laugh.

“I just can’t help myself” I said and she nodded looking at her canvas, understanding how I felt.

“You’ve had a rough day” she stated and I let out a sigh, this woman weirdly understood me and I had a ton of respect for her.

“Rough life” I mumbled letting out a fake laugh and she looked at me before motioning me over to her, and I did so without complaint walking up to her and she motions over to the painting in front of her.

“You hold a lot deep down inside of you Amara” she whispered “it can be suffocating almost, all the things you hold inside you, you hold it well but finding those around you can save you and I think you’ve found them” she said and I looked at her confused.