Chapter 41

“A lot changed over the years. Art has always been a part of me, a means to express emotions when words fall short. I might not be an artist myself, but I’ve learned to appreciate good art when I see it,” I explain.

“Oh,” he drawls, though not before I catch a flicker in his eyes.

“Interesting. Would you mind telling me more about it?” He asks calmly.

“Well, it’s just some random thoughts really. Besides, art,” I reply.

“You can’t be so sure,” he smirks. I shake my head before returning my attention to the artwork.

He listens intently as I describe my thoughts on each artwork. Soon, I completely absorbed in the beautiful space, unable to keep my enthusiasm. We explore different galleries, discussing the historical context, artist’s techniques, and the personal stories behind each peace. It’s a dance of intellect and emotion, weaving a tapestry of shared experiences. I can’t remember the last time I had so much fun.

We reach a secluded corner of the museum, a dimly lit space adorned wi