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Chapter 10: Art and Secrets

2-3 days after the dinner day **Sofia's Pov**

The grand hall of the art exhibition buzzed with energy as visitors moved from one display to the next. Paintings and sculptures in various styles and colors lined the walls, creating a vibrant tapestry of creativity. The atmosphere was festive, with the clinking of glasses and light chatter filling the air.

Sofia and Tunisha had arrived early, excited to immerse themselves in the world of art. Tunisha, ever the supportive friend, had suggested the outing as a way to unwind after a particularly grueling week.

"This place is incredible," Sofia said, her eyes sparkling as she took in the expansive array of art. "I can't believe we have so many talented artists in one place."

Tunisha smiled, her gaze following Sofia's enthusiastic examination of the artwork. "I thought you'd love it. Art has a way of drawing us in, doesn't it?"

"Absolutely, that's why it's my favorite thing to do." Sofia agreed. "It's like each piece is a window into someone else's world. I could spend hours here."

Tunisha raised an eyebrow playfully. "Well, that's the plan. We have a few hours to explore before the event gets too crowded."

As they moved through the gallery, Sofia was captivated by a particularly striking painting—a swirling, abstract representation of a storm. She stood before it, lost in thought.

"This one is amazing," Sofia said. "The artist has captured chaos and beauty in such a unique way."

Tunisha joined her, nodding in agreement. "It's powerful. You can almost feel the turbulence."

Their conversation was interrupted by a server passing by with a tray of hors d'oeuvres. Sofia took a delicate pastry, savoring its taste. "We should definitely take a break and enjoy some of these. I'm sure there are plenty more to try."

Tunisha laughed, raising her glass. "Cheers to a night of art and good company."

As the sun dipped below the horizon, the gallery's lighting cast a warm glow over the artworks. Sofia and Tunisha decided to take a break and grabbed glasses of champagne, making their way to a quieter corner of the exhibition hall.

"This has been such a great night," Tunisha said, clinking her glass with Sofia's. "I'm really glad we did this."

"Me too," Sofia said, her eyes shining. "It's nice to take a step back from work and just enjoy something for a change."

Unbeknownst to them, Abhishek had also entered the exhibition. He moved quietly through the crowd, his thoughts consumed by memories of his mother, who had been a passionate lover of art. The same morning, he had felt a deep pang of nostalgia and decided to visit the exhibition to feel closer to her.

While Tunisha was gone to bring drinks, Sofia moved to the next painting, she accidentally bumped into someone.

"Oh! I'm so sorry," Sofia said, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

Abhishek turned, a look of mild surprise on his face. "Ms. Hayat? What a coincidence."

"Mr. Nigam, I didn't know you were into art," Sofia said, her curiosity evident. "What brings you here tonight?"

"Well, I thought as you are the one always spying on me, I should stalk you, as repayment." Abhishek said, with a playful serious face.

Sofia rolled her eyes and said "No seriously, tell me what you are doing here? I'm curious."

Abhishek hesitated for a moment, his gaze shifting slightly. "I suppose you could say I have a personal reason. I come to exhibitions like this sometimes... to remember."