Chapter 182

• Nina didn’t close the door of her room. She had drawn a lot of drafts, feeling tired. Hence, she lay prone on the desk for a rest. Unconsciously, she fell asleep.
• Cyrus slightly quieted down his movements to operate the wheelchair. When he arrived closer to the bed, he found that Nina was napping. Reaching out, he picked up a draft on the tray table.
• The strokes on the paper were delicate and fluent. He could see that it was just a sketch, but her conception and design could make him understand at a glance what she wanted to express.