After showing her around the art exhibition he had left her with her best friend saying that he had some urgent business to attend and will pick her up after she is done with exhibition of her art work and now she was standing alone waiting for her friend to come back as she had gone to greet some of her acquaintances whom were happened to be there at the exhibition.
About an hour later Nazleen return back and saw her standing against the pillar with annoyed expression to which her friend just hugged her to make her upset mood a bit lighter and also apologize for taking so long to come back.
' Why you come back you should have stayed there' she stated looking at her best friend who in return just pinched her cheeks lightly.
Oh is my dear Nashwa angry at me? Nazleen asked or more like stated looking with amusement in her brown eyes.
' Shut up and move or I will kill you right here right now ' She said pushing her slightly to go where they were supposed to be.
Chill crazy girl you could have killed me just now, Nazleen said exaggerating her words while walking beside her.
' yeah as if you would have ' she said bumping against her shoulder.
They both chuckled and went towards the area where her painting was being displayed to sold out and she wants nothing more than to get the appreciation from the people though it was selected for the first, second and third prize.
' You know what Nash I'm sure you gonna win this' Nazleen said looking around the whole place which was decorated with different paintings of artists from all over the world.
And I'm not even sure if I would get the recognition let alone the prize ' She uttered quietly.
Come on relax just let everything go with a flow don't be so nervous, said her best friend giving her courage which she badly needed at the moment.
' I hope so ' she said looking at one of the painting that has intrigued her interest.
Who made this ? She asked the exhibitor who was showcasing all the paintings.
' Ah this well it's a unique master piece isn't it ' the man stated pointing out to the painting that has showed the scene of girl under the tree reading a book while the time was of sunset not just that the way orange and yellow color has blend made a perfect sunset scenario for the keen eyes whom would love to see things like that.
Indeed but who is the artist? She asked tracing the pattern on the canvas.
' She is also from Pakistan like you, should have been here but she didn't come ' the man responded in a low voice.
To say that she was astonished would be an understatement she had heard that she was the only participant from Pakistan but guess she was wrong.
' Oh I see by the way her good name '? She asked trying to know about the name of the artist.
Well sure I will tell you her name is 'N-- his words were cut by a very heavy yet deep voice making him groan in annoyance.
' Levi Riccardo get your ass over here '
I'm afraid I have to go now by the way it was nice meeting with sweet girl like you, saying that he slightly waved his hand and went away from there.
' wasn't he kind of weird '? As soon as he left nazleen uttered those words she has been thinking for awhile since the meeting with that man.
Yes I think so, she said absentmindedly still looking at the painting.
Anyways move over there we still have lot to see, Nazleen said dragging her along towards another area where animal paintings were being displayed.
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