Olivia's POV
"Are you ready?" Lucas asked me with a smile.
"Maybe?" I said, "Where are you taking me?"
"It's a secret, but you can take a guess if you like."
"Is it the art museum?"
He looked at me in surprise for a while, "You guessed it right on the first attempt, Olivia."
I laughed, "It wasn't just luck, Lucas, it's just that this road is too familiar to me."
Whenever I was bored or upset, I liked to come to the art museum because the atmosphere here always relaxes me and reminds me of my mother.
A few minutes later, we arrived at the art museum. There weren't many people today, and the museum seemed a bit deserted, but that was just how I liked it.
Lucas and I wandered back and forth between the various artworks, admiring the novel works of the painters.
Soon, I brought Lucas to a painting that I was so familiar with that I could recite every detail by memory.