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.

up at the photo, she smiled gently. It was faint but very natural. "I'll never forget that

be very happy. Even though she wouldn't

was some kind of connection between a mother and her daughter. After a brief moment, Anne touched Monique's photo with her fingertips and asked, "Mommy, do I really look

When you were born, Monique loved you very much and she even wanted you to be her goddaughter. Both of you have this special connection with

to be called that by

going to

shoulder by herself.

against the idea and had wholly accepted

and said cautiously, "Mommy,

was such a tender sight to see. A mother and her

Hendrix, who had been standing by the side