Mahima: gestures at painting Do you see it? The resemblance... uncanny, right?
nods, a hint of pride mixed with vulnerability in her eyes Yes, I did. It's been a labor of love, years in the making. What do you think?
you really captured her essence
smiles, but there's a tinge of sadness in her voice Thank you, Sharp. It means a lot to hear that. Capturing her essence...
you should make it look more like her, it's a beautiful piece!
pauses, her smile faltering More like her? I... I'm not sure if that's possible, Sharp. She was so perfect, so ethereal.
how about a more recent memory of her? that way you won't have to get it perfect because you'll have enough time to perfect it as you go.
takes a deep breath, contemplating the idea You know what? That's actually a brilliant suggestion, Sharp.
excitedly starts sketching out a new painting, her hands moving swiftly across the canvas
pauses, her hand hovering over the canvas Thank you, Sharp. Your support means the world to me. But...
hesitates, then speaks with determination There's something I need to tell you, Sharp. Something that's been weighing on me for a long time now.
takes a deep breath, her voice trembling slightly The truth is, Sharp, I... I lost my sister in a tragic accident.
As Mahima begins to recount the tragic accident, a wave of painful memories washes over her, bringing back the sorrow and heartache she had tried so hard to bury deep within her soul. Tears well up in her eyes as she struggles to find the strength to continue sharing her story.
takes a deep breath, wiping away her tears It's alright, Sharp. I know it's been a long time. But I wanted you to understand where this painting came from.
sniffs, composing herself I was just a teenager when it happened, Sharp. A young, naive girl who had her whole life ahead of her...
nods, her fingers trembling Yes, Sharp, I was behind the wheel. It was a dark, stormy night, and I was on my way home.
takes a deep breath, finding solace in her voice Thank you, Sharp. It's just... it's hard to let go of that pain sometimes.
pauses for a moment, her gaze distant Every single day, Sharp. I miss her more than words can say.
I bet she misses you too.
smiles softly, feeling a glimmer of hope You really think so, Sharp?
gently touches her cheek, lost in thought If only I could turn back time, I would spend every moment cherishing her, instead of taking her for granted.
you're gonna see her soon.
looks up at Sharp, her eyes filled with determination I'm going to make sure of it, Sharp.
stands up, wiping away her tears Thank you, Sharp. Your unwavering support means everything to me.
I'm here if you need anything.
takes a deep breath, gathering her courage Sharp, I have an idea. I want to create a painting that captures the essence of my sister.
begins gathering her art supplies, her hands shaking slightly Thank you, Sharp. I promise you, this painting will be my way of honoring her memory.