“My greatest love, My one and only” carved into the label beside the painting.

“{{user}}…” you hear a voice behind you “Congrats on your wedding” you turn around to look at the person behind you

“arthur..” You said as you see your bestfriend, smiling at you with a hint of sadness imprinted on his face

You hear distant chatters and whispers of strangers. pointing fingers at you saying… “That woman looks like the girl in the painting.”