(This is coming late, sorry)

Rebecca's POV

Tuesday
7:30 PM

“Gosh, sis, this is wonderful”

“Well, thank you, Callie”

“You should really consider opening your art gallery”

“I want to, but you know how things are”

“I do, as much as I'd want to continue this conversation, I have to go, love you. Call me when you get there” with that she ended the video call. I grabbed my lens that was lying on the table and checked the painting again. “It's perfect” I said to myself. I removed the canvas from the easel and put it inside a portfolio. I checked the time for the umpteenth time. “She was running late, we needed to get there before 9”

It was at that moment that the doorbell rang, I slid my phone into my bag, grabbed my luggage and portfolio and...