Chapter 24

Henry simply doesn't know how to keep his impatience in a discreet way, always taking away my concentration. Your high sigh surrenders all your unwillingness in waiting for me to do something useful with my talent. The cold breeze of the late afternoon hits my back and I make a supernatural effort to ignore the constant desire to sneeze because of my newly acquired flu.

"Can I move now? "He asks for the thousandth time. Your nasal voice causing me agony just listening.

I look at you just to evaluate your expression. His jaw is locked and the forced smile is kept on his beautiful lips. Henry has been in this same position for two hours while I sketch his face.

I can't feel guilty if my mind has been working harder this afternoon. I would have blamed the voices or even the personalities that exist in me, but strangely I have been feeling very at peace in the last few days.

Since my failed attempt to invade the sixth floor, Candice and Charli