Third person’s P.O.V.
“Excuse me, what?” Dušica asked while whipping her tears.
“I’m Sarah,” girl said and walked over the grave, she knelt and left roses there. She caressed the picture of Alex and looked back up at two other girls. “You look exactly like she used to describe you,” Sarah said while the wind blew her brown hair and Dušica shook her head in disbelief. Sarah sighed and smiled “I figured you wouldn’t believe me if we ever met so maybe this will help you to trust me,” she said and pulled out a necklace from her sweater and over her head “Here,” she said and gave it to Dušica.
“Oh my god,” younger girl gasped and kneeled while watching the ring she gave her sister for her sixteenth birthday. 'Big monkey’ was carved on it. Tears running down all over again.
“She was cooking
