The man

Aria hesitated for a minute, uncertain of what to say. “I never got the chance to see your biological father and don’t know who he is. But I think you have the right to know about this. I have been thinking whether or not to tell you about it for several days. Then, I kept dreaming about your mother. She wanted you to know about this because she loved him, I suppose!” Mike said in a horse and low voice. Aria could no longer think clearly. She appeared helpless as she rubbed her head. Mike seems to be exhausted himself. “Open the second drawer,” he said, while pointing to the cabinet next to him, although he seemed weak. Aria saw that there was a blue velvet box when she opened it. The velvet’s pattern had faded slightly, making it appear worn. “That’s your mother’s most cherished treasure, yet she never wore it after you were born. Take it with you, Janet!” Aria attentively listened to Mike’s words before reaching out and taking it. Inside the box, she discovered a golden necklace upon