After All These YEARS

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No One's POV

Lisa was in her 2nd month of her 1st year abroad in England, when she stepped into the shop that would change her life. 

Recently having graduated in Hollywood Art's High School, she won a scholarship to attend a prestigious private arts school named Broadlands College.

It was located in a small community, called Hereford which was located just outside of London.

Things had gone well and she had settled in her small flat that was over a bakery.

Besides spending her time involved with school work, she would frequently in her spare time to explore the town. 

A town which prided itself on a small town feel, being located so close to London proper.

On this particular Sunday afternoon she wandered in to an antique shop that was located just off the downtown.

She hoped to find something gothic looking to decorate her rather plain flat with.

It was small shop and was packed with antiques floor to ceiling.

Lisa wondered just how they could fit so much in.

But on this visit, not much caught her eye. An antique end table did, but once she saw the price 300 pounds, her interest quickly waned. She had only about 55 pounds to spend.

"Nothing caught your eye yet, Miss?" Said the elderly shopkeeper in a Australian accent.

"No." Lisa said with a shake of her head.

"Are you looking for something specific?"

Lisa shrugged. "Just decorating my flat. Seeing if anything looks interesting."

"Well just let me know if you have any questions." The man said, leaving Lisa alone.

Eventually Lisa wandered over to a table with a sign, 'Newly arrived.'

She was about to turn away, when a small photograph in a gold frame caught her eye.

It was a very old picture of a young woman in a long white dress covered with lace.

She was holding a bouquet of flowers and her hair was done up with a flower in it.

It appeared to be a wedding or some kind of formal portrait.

Lisa would have put it down, if not for one thing.

The woman's face.

It was the most beautiful she had ever seen.

She looked somewhat Korean and had cheekbones, perfect lips and a set of dark eyes that caused her heart to beat like mad.

Lisa found herself unable to look away from the woman. Though one thing bothered her about the photograph, the woman in the picture looked sad. Loneliness was the first word that ran through Lisa's head.

"Why do I think she's lonely." Lisa mused.

In any case it bugged her that this beautiful creature was unhappy. Lisa who was openly lesbian since high school, couldn't remember ever seeing such a beautiful face.

"Who are you?" Murmured Lisa quietly

Thinking, she opened the back of the frame so she could examine the back of the picture for a name. Lisa just had to know this woman's name if anything. But Luck was with her, as written on the back in pencil was