Bianca

I'm talking with some wealthy man about businesses and money while my husband is resting his arm around my waist. Then, I heard a laugh that I hadn't heard in a long time. I look around, and my eyes land on them... Is it... I turn to my husband Dear, can you please excuse me for a minute? I hand my glass of champagne to my husband and walk towards them, and tap on their shoulder Not even Vicent van Gogh would be able to paint my happiness. I'm chuffed by seeing you again.