In recent months, My husband had started hugging our teenage daughter differently. Whenever they spoke alone, they fell silent the moment they saw me. One evening, I secretly followed them—and what I saw left me frozen…
could no longer bear it. I approached the house and
looked through a side window.
The sight inside took my breath away.
The walls were covered with photographs of Sophie, from the day she was born until the present. Dozens of white envelopes were arranged on a table. A date and a message were written on each one.
“Open on your graduation day.”
“Open on your eighteenth birthday.”
“Open on the morning of your wedding.”
“Open when you become a mother for the first time.”
A camera had been placed in the middle of the room. Daniel was sitting in front of it while Sophie stood beside him, tears running down her cheeks.
“Hello, sweetheart,” Daniel said, looking into the camera. “If you’re watching this video, it means today is your wedding day. I would give anything to be there beside you…”
