The hole in our chest felt widely deserted, as if… she had received the worst news she could ever get.
I tried to ignore the discomfort it made me feel and forced myself to look at him. My eyes were Anne's eyes… and I want her to see for herself what I had told her before.
'Anne… just the other day… I told you that… you wouldn't believe how blinded you were... that the box you were locked in was not all there was in your life… I bet you didn't get to see how much this man… your Father, loves you then...
But, how about now? Have you noticed? He smiles this brightly by only having you by his side… we don't talk… we don't smile… we have done nothing for him, not even given him a gift… and yet... look at how elated he is only by seeing our dull face…'
Feeling how our heart weakened its heartbeats as more our eyes watched and as more I said to her… in an instant everything changed.
