Chapter 82.

I removed all other paintings and stared at the child's face and I knew that face because I saw her cry every time I looked in the mirror. The tears swelled in my eyes and a drop fell and hit the daisy that was painted in her tiny hand. ”What-” I breathed and turned around. Marie stood with her tear-stricken cheeks and smiled at me. She held something in her hands and as she walked closer I could see what it was. It was another pendant, the same as mine. ”When she was young, I got my daughter that pendant because I always called her my little-” ”-my little dove.” I said and stared at her. I felt the blood rush down my face. She grabbed the pendant around my neck and placed her close. Hers had a rose in its mouth and she clicked it into mine and they formed one necklace. Her breath hitched and she cupped my cheeks. ”We never gave you up…we never…we never gave you up.” She whispered. Without thinking or any hesitation I leaped forward and wrapped my arms around her. She squeezed me so ti