VICTORIA'S POV

"Hey, Vic. What are you doing here?" I heard Daniel's voice from behind me as I was idling around without a purpose.

"Waiting for Alexander. His father called him for some serious talk, and I was hoping to bid him goodbye before I call it a day and go back home." I replied while looking at a painting.

I don't know what it was, but I felt a connection to the girl, who was portrayed in this painting. As if I knew her from way back. Gazing at her eyes, which looked like they ...