Chapter 10

It was odd now, the air of mystery that surrounded him vanishing in an instant. But it was odd in a good way. She glanced over the paintings that lined the wall.

“I’m glad you finally got your paintings out here." She fixed her eyes on the one she had been admiring—of the solitary figure and she commented, "Quite a mesmerizing piece, isn't it?”

"Yes, it truly is," Michael replied, a touch of awe in his voice. "I mean, how could it not be? You were the muse after all."

Shanaya couldn't help but feel shocked. "You can't be serious!"

Michael only gave her a teasing smile. "Well, you not believing my words isn't going to change the fact."

Their conversation flowed effortlessly, transitioning from art to life and everything in between. Shanaya found herself laughing more freely than she had in a long time.

But amidst the enjoyment of their interaction, Shanaya noticed a familiar presence lurking in the corner of the gallery. Her gaze shifted, meeting Dhruv's intense stare. Memories