Elena POV
“Luna.” Vanya’s friend moved towards me enthusiastically. “It’s such an honor to meet you. That dress looks gorgeous on you by the way.”
I felt my face flush with full force. I was probably beet red by now. “Thank you.” I replied carefully, surprised.
“My name is Scarlett, Luna. What’s yours, if I may ask?” She threw a hand over my shoulder and gently steered me deeper into the gallery. “Hurry up Vanya.” She teased looking over her shoulder. “You don’t want to be left behind.”
“My name is Elena.” She seemed different from Vanya. Nice.
We talked for a long while or rather Scarlett talked and I listened. I didn’t really know much about artwork. I could guess at the state of mind the artist had been in while they painted but that was it. So I was content to listen to her as she
