Trade Mark

Ruelle stayed awake the whole night, painting two pieces that she would use for the art competition.

The last piece was one she had done previously, a piece that was important for her plan to work.

It was already 8:45 AM when Ruelle finally kept her paintbrush, taking a step back.

She stretched her back, feeling relieved about being done.

Ruelle picked up her phone, opening it to finally go through it.

20 twenty missed calls. And all were from Mrs. Indrik but none from Killian.

Ruelle frowned when she saw that truly Killain didn't call her, neither did he leave her a text.

He occasionally sent her texts but she knew that it was Matthew that typed for him.

“I know I'm the one who told him not to call, but didn't he find it important to find out how I was doing?” Ruelle asked in disappointment.

Thinking of the competition where she had to be, she called Mrs. Indrik who answered the call immediately.

“The competition is about to start, where are you?” Mrs. Indrik’s rushed voic