My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

After saying our prayers to the Roberts' elders and grandfather, we went over to Monique's grave.

Even after so many years, the photo on the tombstone was still in good condition. It was a picture of her in her best years.

Memories flooded my mind. I walked over, placed the flowers down, bent down, and touched the tombstone. I could feel Monique standing beside me.

"You probably blame me for not coming to see you after such a long time." I looked at the photo and muttered uncontrollably, "Please take care of yourself over there. Don't worry about me. Hendrix has been very good to me. We have twins now and they are both very cute. If you were here, I'm sure you'd love them very much..."

Speaking about the children, I looked up at Anne and said, "Look, Anne is here as well. She's a math genius and now owns a business. She will definitely become a successful bar owner just like you were."

I tried to control my emotions and suppress my sorrow. I waved my hand over and asked Anne to come forward, "Anne, come here, come closer. Let Auntie Monique take a good look at you. Do you still remember the time when I brought you here once when you were very young?"

"Yes, I remember." Anne nodded, then walked closer and slowly placed down the white lily in her hand.

looked up at the photo, she smiled gently. It was

happy. Even though she wouldn't be remembered as her mother in Anne's memories, she would always remember

between a mother and her daughter. After a brief moment, Anne touched Monique's photo with her

even wanted you to be

deserved to be called

to. I also wasn't going to burden her with the

shoulder by herself.

against the idea

looked at the picture of Monique with a smile and said cautiously, "Mommy, I've come to see you. Are you

only a quiet silence as a response to her question, but it was such a tender sight to see. A mother and her daughter had

had been standing