Debbie
Breakfast was over, and to say the truth, I had barely gotten through it. Not with everything that had happened in that room with Rain.
I somehow found myself anticipating the studio visit. I don’t know if it was because I wanted to see the paintings or because I wanted to be alone with him.
After taking turns and turns through different hallways, I finally found the place.
Based on his direction, it was by the left wing.
I got into the room and…
“What the f**k!” The words fell out of my mouth.
The space was large, colorful, as it should be, but every wall was filled with paints, images, and… they were all of…
You guessed right.
Me.
Rain literally had me painted in every corner of this studio. Like—my portrait, sketched, painted, anything at all. All me.
Goodness. What th
