jogging with helmet

Ella's POV

I gazed the paintings on Aviv's personal art gallery. It was already late night but I was not able to get any sleep. So I came to his gallery downstairs and stared at each and every painting carefully.

Aviv and I both used to paint since our childhood but he was more meticulous than me. He always had a hidden story behind his art which I always cherished to discover.

There were many painting each having different and unique stories. I noticed that each painting had his signature on its right corner and below it was written 'Mayalu'. There was no painting which didn't have that word.

Sauntering across I stood in front of the canvas which was bought by Erik from me at the park. It was perfectly framed in a frame which was sparkling in the light. Beside it, I had not noticed the small size paper which was also put in a frame.

"I know this drawing..." I mumbled and stood close to it.

"It is the reason why I want you to join designing course..."

I flinched hearing the sudden