She took the box off the dressing, and brings it to her lap as she sat down on her bed. She stared at it for a moment and awave of emotion went through her, as memories came flooding in mind even before she moved her hand to remove the lid. The box shouldn't be there. In fact, she have wanted to got rid of it the moment she took it out from underneath her bed. But here it is.
Calling her to take a peek, and let herself got washed up and drown in a sea of memories.
But however hard she tried to fight those feelings, her subconscious knows exactly what it wants, and the feelings get overwhelming once the shoe box sized revealed its possession into the open.
The first thing welcomed her sight are the photos and she could feel a lump started to form in her throat. Her hand reached to it,
