Victoria
“I was going through father's things the other day and found this,” Henrik said as he took a small object out of the drawer and gave it to me.
It was a small round locket. I opened it and saw two paintings, I knew those paintings, my mom had the same ones. One of them portrayed me when I was a baby, and in the other one I was around five years old and was holding one of my ducklings, we both were wearing matching laces made of light on our heads.
I was a bit astonished to see that my father had those pictures as well.
“He kept this close to him, in his office. I hadn't opened it before I found it a few days ago, but I had seen it in his hands very often. He talked about you frequently, he loved you. You should know that,” Henrik added.
Those words were so precious
