#WritcoStoryChallenge
The painting was yellowed with rounded edges. It was a masterpiece and it was lying in my hand. Wait, have I stolen it? I don't remember. And suddenly, I saw the subject inside this quadrilateral shape of art, how soft and warm her appearance in here, seems she's belongs to aristocratic bloodline. I noticed that I stood not in a museum or luxurious exhibit hall but in a normal small room with lots of notes everywhere turn my head. What are those was all about? the mirror note state my name, while the table said limit the consumption of food with high cholesterol and saturated fat, and there was a name at the right hand side of my little finger, name of a woman i guess. I noticed too that the art was the only thing that haven't note, so i flip it back and "This is your wife" appeared to my eyes which surprise me. Why I didn't know these stuff? what a sudden mysterious happened in me. Who is she? Why she's not here if she's my wife? Who knows? The writer, perhaps.
© Gab