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Ella's POV

"Okay... let's give a final touch..to my lady...uhhuh.. and that's my girl... you are exceptionally phenomenal, Ella," I said, patting on my shoulder with my eyes fixed on a white sheet of paper, where I had drawn a lady wearing a fashionable dress designed by none other than me, myself.

I lifted my head up to admire myself but I jolted seeing a person in front of my counter covering his face behind the mask. I was shocked seeing him because I had not noticed him before and I wondered how long he has been standing there.

"Oh! sorry," I kept a calculator above my drawing not letting him see my drawing.

I then glanced back at him. His eyes I know this amber eyes. 'But why was he covering his face?' I wondered.

When he coughed out loud, only then I realized I was staring at him for a long time. I hastily withdrew my gaze away from him to the calculator. He kept a bundle of pencil on my counter.

I scanned the bar-code and told him the price. The whole way during this process
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