Music recommendation: Dove Cameron- We belong
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Madeline's already wide eyes stared back at Calhoun, and she pushed his chest with her hands to get away, which he didn't. He watched her trying to get away from him, but he was having too much fun seeing her struggle. After a minute, it seemed like she finally understood that her struggle was futile against his hold.
"You knocked the canvas, paints and oil. Do you know how much they cost?" he asked before letting her go.
"I am sorry about the paints," she apologised, bowing her head as it wasn't her intention to create a mess here.
