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Chapter 9 - The Suave Spanish Son of A Duke
~ Daniella ~
One hour and a half later, I am still in my position. My bottom had started to feel sore and my nose had begun to itch, but I remained as still as possible. I didn’t want the artists and Vincent to think that I am uncomfortable in my spot.
Actually, I am kinda having fun like this. It is just amazing to think that my face is being copied and immortalized in a canvas. I am honestly excited what the club members and Vincent’s students would create. It would be great if I get to ask or buy at least one of it so that I can have a souvenir during my stay here in the château.
Aside from my bottom and my nose complaining, I have this dilemma right now which I can’t seem to shrug off. Have you ever experienced not being able to move yet you have this urge to look at a certain direction? It is a nagging sensation in the back of your head that would never leave you alone. That’s exactly what I’m feeling right now and that directi
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