Diamonds

Claire stared at the painting on the wall in amazement, it looked so realistic that she felt like she could feel the life that radiated off it. “Beautiful right?” She heard behind her and she nodded in confirmation, the person stood beside her and she turned to look at the person who just talked and her eyes widened in surprise when she saw him, he also has the same expression. “Matthew, right?” She said and he nodded. “Claire, right?” He said and she nodded, she didn't expect him to remember her name because the day she came to the house, he was in a hurry to see Sapphire. “I didn't peg you as someone into art, you don't look exactly like those who do,” he said and she nodded. “I paint sometimes but I don't do it most of the time, I am here to meet with the owner of this place and I stopped to give my eyes a good sight,” she replied and he nodded. “I see, I am an avid fan. I come to the museum at least twice a week and I never miss any auction, I have a lot of collection, my mom said