Ruby felt a bit uncomfortable, but she reminded herself it was for their own good. Especially Karl and Adrian, who had already started partying on the spot, their excitement making her feel even more confident that her decision was the right one.
She wasn't wrong—not at all.
Carrying her bags, Ruby retreated to her room. Once inside, she set everything down and grabbed her sketchbook, sitting cross-legged on the floor. Her eyes lingered on an old sketch she had drawn, her fingers brushing over the page as if drawing strength from it.
Spreading out her fabrics around her, she thought hard, her mind buzzing with ideas. Picking up a pencil, she began to make a rough sketch, her brows furrowed in focus. She had already bought everything she needed, and now it was time to bring her vision to life.
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