Valerie felt touched by those words. It seemed her parents were deeply in love.
If they were alive, would they shower her with as much love as they showered each other?
She looked up at Margret who was staring at her with caring eyes. Seeing she was caught staring, Margret lowered her head right away.
"What's on your mind?" Valerie asked.
"It's just..." She raised her head and smiled softly. "You've grown into such a beautiful and refined lady." She said. "You look like your mother when she was still in her early twenties. An exact replica."
After saying those words, they fell into a sudden silence.
The wind broke that silence with its gentle flow and scattered her hair in the wind. Valerie swiped her hair behind her ear and said with a soft smile on her face as well,
"I'm thankful for that at least."
Max held her hand firmly and said,
