Hazel's POV.
I stormed out of the art room in anger and made sure I brushed Ivan's shoulder.
At that moment, I forgot my ruffled hair was stained with paint as well as my painting apron and I didn't remove it or my gloves.
How dare he be so rude to me when I was preparing a gift for him.
He treated me like a child, I am not a child and I don't deserve to be treated like one.
I was so busy ranting out in my mind, I didn't notice Elma call out to me until she placed her hands on my arms.
"Am so sorry Hazel".
At that moment I became silent as well as confused.
Before I could say anything further Elma led me further away and held my hands.
" Am so sorry if Ivan upset you but he wasn't always like this until after the incident and it made me hate a lot of things he used to love including painting", Elma said sadly. "So please be patient with him dear".
