~{INGRID'S POV}~
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It didn't take long for me to fall asleep and when I woke up, it was already late in the afternoon and I quickly fixed myself before stepping out of my room.
No one came to call me which was strange so I made my way to the drawing room which was empty.
Where did everyone go?
Well, at least it was a good sign.
I felt more refreshed and it was thanks to the Lord. His words were straightforward but inspiring.
I picked up the brush and got ready to paint only to stop halfway and frown.
"....come back later and paint something more rewarding."
His words from earlier filled my mind and my brow drew closer in disagreement.
Paint something more rewarding?
Who said flowers weren't rewarding?
When I looked around, I didn't find a vase so I kept thinking until finally, an idea came to mind and I began to lay out the foundation before painting.
