"It was one of those years Nick asked me to spend the Christmas holidays with him. He begged for some time because it has been 18 years since I'd been at his home. At the time I was the annoying asshole best friend but he was the brooding one" Valerian said as I listened meticulously.
"I don't believe it" I laughed,tracing my finger down an empty canvas.
Valerian had taken me into that art gallery of his,where he kept every single memory of Diana. I was hesitant and didn't want to go in at first,but what my eyes saw surprised me.
The last time I'd been here there were different potraits of Diana who I admit I got jealous of because she was easily the most comely person I'd ever laid eyes on. It annoyed me to no bounds at that time and I didn't want to be reminded of that acidic bile in
