Love Coming From The Least Expected novel Chapter 170

After crying for so long and talking to Christopher for a while, I continued zoning out with the paintbrush in hand as all my emotions clouded my mind. I almost jumped out of my skin when I looked up and saw Sabrina’s face in front of me.

“Earth to Yvonne! I’ve been here for ages, so don’t tell me you forgot I was here,” Sabrina said huffily with her hands on her hips, looking like an interrogator.

I giggled and scratched my head sheepishly. “Of course not. I just got a little overwhelmed.”

Sabrina took the paintbrush from me and played around with it. When she accidentally dropped it, I picked it up tenderly and said, “Be careful. Don’t break these before I even get a chance to use them.”

“These are just normal brushes, aren’t they? Are you thinking of becoming an artist?” Sabrina chuckled. “I see how it is. You would probably treasure a piece of tissue paper if it was from Christopher.”

Sabrina and I met in college when both of us were fighting for our futures, so she had no clue that I could draw. I also didn’t plan on telling her.

It started feeling like my little secret. If Christopher knew, then it could be our little secret.

“It’s not just because of that! These are good brushes.” I blew off the dust on the bristles slightly, despite the brush still being speck-free. I felt as if I had gotten a set of new babies.

“Who was the one who said she wanted nothing to do with Christopher? I really wonder who that could be,” Sabrina said teasingly.

“Yeah, who would say such a thing? Come out so I can beat you up!” I said, playing along.

I continued zoning out with the paintbrush in hand for the whole afternoon. There were so many people in the world who had to let go of their dreams in exchange for the harshness of reality, and I was one of them.

I did think of painting throughout my university years, but after getting married to Lyle, I threw all that to the back of my mind.

What else did I lose during that cage of a marriage? I wondered. Perhaps I threw everything else that made me who I was away, too.

I opened a messaging app and looked at the grey profile picture under the name ‘Key’. I remembered adding him as a friend in high school.

Key was always extremely understanding and kind. I never got to know his gender, but he was a great conversationalist and was always ready to listen to me when I needed to rant.