#Chapter 187: And Just Like That It’s Gone

Almara’s Pov Our savings might be depleted, but the school is up and running. Mostly. Arthur and I finished the project six months later than we thought we would and only being able to get so far when my paintings were selling. But finally, it is finished. The final result is a simplistic three-story building with stained glass windows along the edges of the building that give the entire structure a warm glow. Where there isn’t glass there’s Bess-inspired cobblestone. It’s a beautiful combination of rustic and modern. The only problem is we don’t have all of the permits completely secured, but enough so that we began hiring a couple of teachers- well for now they’re more like volunteers. We’ve decided to call the school, “ARC Art” It’s an abbreviation of Arthur and my name. The A for Almara, R for Arthur, and C for Covington. We’ve only been open a week, but more than a hundred students are signed up. Arthur made sure that Roman had nothing to do with those who paid the tuition.