The gallery

Scarlett felt a flutter of excitement as she walked into the art gallery. It had been a while since she’d seen Alex’s work. She remembered him to be very talented and an adept of beauty. Scarlett was looking forward to seeing what he had created and how much his skills had grown. The space was called “Art Obscura” but it was bright and airy, with high ceilings and polished concrete floors. The walls were adorned with colorful paintings and intricate sculptures, and the air was filled with the hum of people talking and admiring the art. As she made her way through the gallery, Scarlett felt a sense of nostalgia wash over her. It had been a long time since she had been surrounded by so much beauty, and she found herself lost in the colors and shapes of the artwork. She paused in front of a large abstract painting, admiring the bold strokes of the brush and the way the colors seemed to dance together on the canvas. As she moved through the gallery, she caught glimpses of Alex, talking wit