Seventy nine

Raphael sat down by the balcony of his room with a canvas in front of him as he moved the strokes of his brush gently against the canvas…

He seemed to be lost in thoughts as he tried to perfect his drawing..

Even though it looked like he was staring intensely at the painting, he wasn't really paying attention to whatever he was painting..

“What do you want?” He spoke without raising his head and the woman who'd been standing by the door with a guilty expression, walked towards him with a fruit basket…

“I heard you got sick, are you okay?” Celine asked but he simply kept his eyes on the canvas and this action made her sad..

“As you can see I'm fine..” He nonchalantly spoke and she kept the fruit basket on the bedside table..

She wouldn't be able to forget herself should anything happen to him which was a result of her selfishness..

“I'm sorry… I was trying to think for myself that I also failed to realize that you're also going through alot.. Can you please forgive me?” Raphael of cou