CHAPTER CXLIII “ I’M NOT HER, IT’S FUN BEING WITH YOU”

Blare’s P.O.V.

I didn’t know why and when we were in this position but all I could know is that the two women watching us were laughing at us or me in what situation I’m in.

“I told you I would teach you just don’t be scared of touching the clay” It was like the third time that I told him that as I grip his hands to have it in one place “You have agreed to do this”

“I did agree but I didn’t know this felt like this” I knew he didn’t mean something bad as his face was showing another expression and not disgust which made me confused but like how I asked him a while ago he didn’t answer me now.

“Just tell me what you're feeling so at least I could know how to help you” I said but he shakes his head.

I admit I was starting to get annoyed and adding how the daughter of the owner of the shop and also a friend of mine keeps giggling even with her mother telling her to stop she didn’t.

“Come on, Ara, help me with this” I protest to her but she just giggles and shakes her head.