Not wanting to talk to her or anyone anymore, I turned my face to the other side. Auntie left my side and after supervising that the maids had put all the art supplies in the studio, everyone left, and I was alone once more in my luxurious suite of a prison.

I knew that Hayden was trying to get on my good side by sending in all this stuff. It only reminded me of when he took me shopping at that art supplies store before. He was probably trying to cheer me up back then too; however, this time it was different. Although there was a perfect art studio separated...