Chapter 50: Sold Portrait

Rhea continued to look around every portrait in a trance. It was all him. Her Ryan. They all looked incredibly beautiful. He looked handsome. 

"Which is yours?" a voice tried to wake her up from the trance. "Rhea?" 

"Hm?" she turned to Brian who was still standing next to her. 

"Which portrait is yours?" he repeated the question so she would comprehend.

"Oh... Number eleven," she said.

"Eleven," Brian muttered then walked to the first one number one. "It must be in the second half," he walked along with her looking at the other works. Soon, they reached her portrait. 

"This one," Rhea pointed then continued to look at the side profile she had drawn a few hours ago. "You've done a good job," Brian turned to her. Rhea smiled.

"Every portrait looks good, don't you think?" Brian's friend asked. 

"Indeed," the other girl nodded. "I have no idea which is the best."