~{INGRID'S POV}~
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My legs trembled as I stood before the large gates with a side bag slung across my shoulder.
I had walked for nearly an hour before getting here and I could feel my chest pounding at the thought of coming face to face with him.
Many scenarios ran through my mind and the more I thought about them the more I got scared.
I was in the enemy's territory and all for what?
To learn art from him.
Was I insane?
As if unsure, I took a step back as my breathing came out heavily.
What have I been thinking?
I turned around and wanted to head back but I suddenly froze in place.