Hello, I know there is quite a lot of you guy getting annoyed with my consent excuses, but this is the last time I'm quitting for a long time.
The short form of what happened his is=
My grandfather who was the one who encouraged my writing had cancer, he unfortunately did not make it but them my grandma moved out of the house too big for her. When we were packing but we found an old box, in this box covered in at least an inch of dust was a bulky typewriter, and a card stuck in it addressed to me. I cried my eyes out when I read this a few days ago and finally decided to get back to writing!
Thank so much for keeping with me.
Hardly
YOU ARE READING
Painting it grey
FantasyAll she wanted is a normal life, the normal life she was looking for was far from being transported into an otome game as the villainous girl. She'll do her best to overcome everything and paint the world around her grey!