Aubrianne Ivanov
Aubrianne looked away from the piece of paper in her hand and finally glanced at the box's contents. In there was an almost clear emerald necklace and a small suede package.
She touched the necklace, which glowed in her hands as it made contact with the rightful heir.
Aubrianne's eyes lit up in awe and wonder.
Aubrianne gently placed the necklace down, opened the small black suede case, and saw five small vials of a greenish liquid and the diary her mom mentioned.
She pulled the small diary out and flipped through some pages casually, and the picture popped out. There he was. Or should I say there they were together, looking like a happy couple?
Mr. Thornton and my Mom.
Aubrianne felt horrible. How could she be so angry at her deceased mother? She was ashamed. But she was through the roof with the anger of her mother's selfish ways while on this earth.
