Krystal's POV

We’re still going around the museum to look at the paintings; I and Hera watch as the curator explains to us what each painting means. I watch people as they show their interest in buying some of the paintings and they proceed to have private discussions with other curators in the museum. I can’t help but wonder why people are so interested in such art that they would even want to buy them. 

I scoff to myself as another person shows interest in the painting we’re staring at and Hera nudges me before she whispers in my ear.

“Don't disrespect the painting, Krystal”.

I roll my eyes. “Yes...