Eloise's P.O.V.
"So, did Atticus give you a response?" Soren sat in front of me, looking at the unfinished painting on my computer screen.
I raised my head and looked at him curiously. From the moment he came to the apartment, he had been acting very strangely. I figured he had something to say other than work-related stuff.
He cleared his throat and spoke in a sad voice.
"Actually, I can tell that you're not happy with your current job. If you can, you should go back and continue drawing."
"I don't know what's right, Soren." I sighed and put down the document in my hand.
I loved drawing, and when I drew the characters in the game, I felt very happy. However, I gradually realized that I could not do the things I liked.
When I chose to come to the Cotton family, I had already chosen a path that was completely different from the past. I had to be strong enough, or I would be eliminated.
