I can see the family resemblance, just as beautiful as your father. he said, giving my dad a wink.

Well I don’t know about that, but I would like to think she inherited my brilliant mind and stubbornness.

I remembered the comment he had made earlier about my mum being stubborn and knew that was his way of apologising for those words. I gave him a nod to say I accepted and he smiled back.

Well Im sorry to have to break up this family reunion but that sculptor you wanted to talk to is just over there and receiving masses of compliments off that outrageous woman. So youre going to have to butt in there if you want that piece so bad. Rupert, said his eyes wide as he talked.

My father, always the diplomat looked over to the sculptor to asses the situation and nodded in agreement.

I will catch up with you later B, it was lovely to meet you Millie. he said, giving me a kiss on the cheek before being dragged off by the impatient Rupert.

Millie and I turned to one another, closing the distance between us with a hug.

Im so happy for you Trix. she whispered, stroking my hair and planting sweet kisses along my neck.

I smiled, holding her close, pressing my face into her shoulder and relishing in the sweet smell which resonated from this woman.

Im sorry for being so rude to you earlier, I shouldn’t have taken it out on you.

Millie pulled back, gazing into my eyes. There was so much to say, so many words to describe what was going through my heart but none seemed to even grasp the concept of my feelings towards her. All I could do was look back into her soul, see the person she was underneath the surface. For all the artists and critics surrounding us saw her for her work and the opinions derived from that. But I saw her, actually saw her and the love we shared together.

You never have to apologise to me, Im just so happy for you.