I kept reminding myself that he was the devil who destroyed my life because he chose to abandon me. I reminded myself not to be foolish all over again.
"Where am I?" I asked coldly without looking at him.
I looked at the familiar painting hanged on the wall. The painting that has a deeper meaning that I can't even understand. For the second time, I observed every detail of it. The mixed color of green and black paints as its background as if those were just spilled accidentally and the woman in the middle who seemed to be turning her gaze on something, wearing her red long dress and the sadness evident in her eyes. It's an abstract painting reason why I don't understand and can't even decipher the true meaning of it.
And Evan was the one who bought it from Chandria.
He was the stup
