Chapter 3. Beautiful Sadness

Laura finally left me alone with my book. I love my books, where I could escape from my reality into another world of people's minds. Sometimes I would think, that was my therapy.

I would feel better in the inside minds of brilliant authors. Lost in the fiction of heroes, knights, and kingdoms that all led up to bravery, strength, and persistence. I would get lost and caught up in the story and find out another day had gone by, and the sky was getting darker.

That day I could feel, someone was watching me from the corner, as I was reading. But I kept on reading anyway, never minding others as I liked to be left alone.

Until Laura came to get me and ushered me back to my room. I passed the corner seat and saw a sketch, a beautiful sketch of a woman by the window reading a book with rays of sunshine highlighting her soft pale features. Laura saw my direction and picked up the sketchbook.

"It's Brenton's, I should give it back to him. He was in