Angelica sighed, the bustle of the men repairing the wall was so noisy. She was annoyed, she hated noise. She looked around, her mother was still nowhere to be found, she frowned, why was she still standing here?
It was cold and she was already as irritated enough as it is, she was about to turn around and leave when she heard her mother call out to her.
"Angelica, wait, I am so sorry my love, I tried to run as fast as I could..." Ohara stopped in front of her with shortness of breath.
"Mhmm." Angelica simply replied, she was still upset. Usually her father rarely bothered her while she was in her room, however, today seemed to be a different case, he had never barged into her room like that before. She started to have a feeling that maybe her mother had something to do with his sudden change in action.
"This morning I was making breakfast when I came across some dyes my mother left for me." Ohara said as she set various colours of dyes on the ground.
