Frederic vividly remembered the design of the necklace tucked away in Cherry's drawer.
From the style to the diamond count and their shapes, everything matched perfectly.
The necklace had captivated him. He thought it would look beautiful on a little girl.
Noticing his interest, Cherry had smiled and playfully ruffled his hair, saying gently, "I designed this for the baby girl Plum is expecting. Consider it a betrothal gift from you to her. Do you like it?"
He had felt a bit bashful but nodded, smiling.
After Plum's tragic incident, the necklace became a forgotten artifact.
Maybe it was just a personal pact between Cherry and Plum, unknown to others.
So when Plum clung to this necklace in her dying moments, she must have been trying to communicate something.
Feeling choked up, Fred
