Chapter 37: Monotonousness

I was drawing rough sketches on the paper for ideas when Saira entered the office but stopped when she saw the floor which was almost covered with balls of discarded papers and I was getting frustrated with the time.

“Isabella baby, don’t do this to yourself please. Eat something, you need to take a proper rest as your body still hasn’t recovered from the shock.” She exclaimed with concern and I huffed in annoyance.

“I’m fine, Saira. I just want to…. I don’t need rest, I need new ideas to draw but it’s…..”