(Inside the Chesterfield Museum)
"Have you ever felt loneliness?" said Ethan. How can I forget? I remember every inch of the picture you embarked in my memory, Ethan.
"Us" by Ethan Reed.
A painting of a girl, sitting on a garden bench. It's not as detailed as it can be but I have a gut feeling that this girl is me, waiting for you, Ethan. I was absorbed with my thoughts as I recall the togetherness that we used to have. For the very first time in my life, I stayed. Did you? Maybe it's because of me, you or it really is just destined to happen. But, thank you, Ethan, for the memories and everything. I'm now ready to step out of the museum and from everything that's holding me back.