Chapter 120


    Sofia’s POV


    Once he had gone after that part, he switched towards the parts about exining the types of brushes


    which new beginners were supposed to be making use it, in order to make the whole introduction into


    painting for them be more simple and mot as hard andplicated as it would seem if we had started


    our painting journey by making use of a paint brush that was meant for a pro, and not a new beginner.


    It was a good that I had gotten so many kinds of brushes and that I hadn’t just gotten a few kinds and I


    recognized the kind of brush which he was referring to. It was the brush that looked like the most boring


    Kike in the whole packs of brushes evifg inhar gottrn, because it barely had any kind of design on its


    bodypared to other kinds of brushes which had different kinds of nice looking designs and


    intricates on it.


    I paused the video and stretched my hand out to pick up the pack of juice which was ced right


    before me on the counter, and I picked the carton of juice up in order to down a few full mouthfuls all at


    once.


    The cold drink slid down my throat almost immediately and I loved how it was cooling up my throat all


    at once, as well as the other parts of my mouth like the roof of my mouth, the sides of my mouth and so


    on.


    I ced the pack of juice back on the counter and proceeded to y the video right from where I had


    paused it at and proceeded to start watching it from where I had passed it in. The video continued for


    almost immediately and the host then proceeded to tell us the kind of canvas which he’d advise new


    beginnings to Keke use of. This was another reason as to why I said it was a good thing that I had


    shopped for a lot of painting rted stuffs at once instead of getting the stuffs little by little, and I was


    super d that I had purchased this particr type or canvas which the host


    Had been referring to. I continued to watched the video and watched as the video suddenly got nk


    only toe back to life after about five seconds, and here, it revealed that the msn was stabbing


    before a canvas which he had been referring to, moments ago, the type of painting brush which he had


    been referring to was also being held in his right hand.


    He waved at the camera wiry a small smoke ying scrodd his lips before he proceeded to turn around


    until he was racing the painting board which he was currently standing before, and had been backing


    all these while. I watched as he dipped his brush into a yellow paint and started to move the brush on


    the once nk canvas and I watched as he moved the brush really slowly and lightly against the nk


    canvas.


    It was theplete opposite of what I had befnexoectikg this whole painting thing to be like and


    although I had been expecting it to be easy, I hadn’t expected to feel like I had gotten a hang of it


    almond immediately I had started watching it. Because I had been imagining it up in my head that it


    was going to be really hard and confusing for me to understand because I hadn’t tried something like


    that out before, but to my surprise, halfway into the video and I was already starting to feel like it was


    going to be really easy for me to get a hang of. I paused the still ying video and picked up my pack


    of juice to take a sip pot of it, feelimg the cold liquid soak up my tongue befute it slipped down my throat


    ever so slowly.


    After cing the drink back on tbe counter, I picked up the bag of chips and started to take pieces of it,


    throwing it into my mouth almost immediately until my mouth was almost filled up with the pieces of


    chips, and then I began to chew on it slowly. Once I was done with the whole chewing and swallowing


    of the chips, I picked up my carton of drink and poured a full mouthful into my mouth in order to use it to


    wash the chips down my throat.


    I puffed out a deep breath a few seconds after I had returned the drink back into its spot on the counter,


    and then I proceeded to start ying the video once again, right from where I had paused it at.


    It was a real shame that the video ended up finishing when the video was starting to get really


    interesting and intriguing, but the host had said there was a part two and that it was on his profile right


    before the video finished.


    And as suspected, of course I was going to ignore tne remaining videos which I had downloaded into


    my phonest night, and instead go into this particr host’s orifice in order to go watch the second


    part – because he had ended the video in the part that was really intriguing, where as he had almost


    I dragged in a deep breath and puffed it out slowly as I made my way into his profile immediately after I


    had turned my data subscriptions on, and once the phonework had sessfully connected with the


    inte, I made my way into his profile smoothly and even moved towards the part where I could see


    all of his uploaded videos, and this man sure do have a whole lot of videos which was rting to


    painting.,. It seems like that was the only thing he does on the app, I could tell by the whole thumbnails


    on all of his videos as I was scrolling through the videos on his profile.


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    I found his second part of the video after a little while and I clicked on it almost immediately, and


    proceeded to pause it after a moment. I then got down from the high chair and started to make my way


    into the sitting room. I gathered my chips and carton of juice off the counter and was out of the kitchen


    in the blink of an eye, making my way into the sitting room after a few minutes.


    I sank into one of the couches in the sitting room which had a side table beside it, and I ced the


    carton of juice on it, as well as the bag of chips before folding my legs beneath my body on the couch


    and proceeding to click on the video in order to y the video from where I had paused it at. Of course


    I had taken my sandakan off my pop socks before I had lifted my legs unto the couch beneath my body.


    I was so engrossed in the video which I was watching on my phone that I hadn’t noticed the person


    who had made his way into the sitting room and was watching me pointedly, with their body leaning


    against the side of the entrance of the sitting room.


    I chuckled at something the host had said which was super funny and after I had thrown my head back


    whileughing a little, my eyes hadnded on the person who was watching me. My eyes didn’t


    register that piece of information at first and had returned back to glue itself on the screen of the phone


    at first, right before it dragged itself off the face of the phone to move back to the image of the body


    witch eyes had ghosted over for a fast second, moments ago.


    The breath which had hitched in the lower part of my thrust without me realizing it, whoosh out from my


    throat after a moment of me taking in who the person who had been standing at the side of the


    entrance of the sitting room, was.


    It was Ryan.


    And the relief which had washed over me at that very moment had been oh so strong and intense,


    because the realization that Luca was a kind of dangerous and bad person to be able to have so much


    enemies had been able to hit home more, thanks to the little conversation which i had had with Ethan in


    the art room some hours ago, when I had stood before the opened window and they hade in to


    see me standing before it.


    But then the relief had morphed into something else after a few seconds.


    “What are you doing here, Ryan?”