"My mother died when I was barely a toddler, so I don't remember her. Everything I know about her, I know from my father. She used to love painting, especially flowers. She drew lilies really well because that was the flower that she liked the most. Dad loved her a lot, and he loved everything she loved. So, he adored lilies as well. Even after more than twenty years since her death, Dad would bring home a fresh bouquet of lilies every day."
"I assume Sandra took offense?"
A hint of mockery filled Sonia's eyes. "Yes, but so what? She didn't have the guts to raise any complaints. She needed him to survive so she took the insult, but that was probably why she started resenting my father. That led to her eventually poisoning him."
Toby looked at her. "She still has many years to serve in prison. I've talked to the embassy. Once she has served her time there, she's going to be extradited and go on trial back home."
Sonia grunted. She didn't want to talk about Sandra too much.
Toby noticed that as well, so he stopped talking and held her hand. "Let's see your father."
"Sure." Sonia smiled and let him take her into the cemetery.
Henry's grave was refurbished a few months ago, so it looked as good as new. Even his photo was changed to a new one. Sonia bent over and placed the flowers down gently, then Toby pulled her up. He would have let her do anything she wanted if she wasn't pregnant, but she was carrying a baby and she was weak, so he wouldn't let her hunker down.
Sonia understood that, and she stood back up the moment Toby held her. "Can you leave me for a while?" Sonia looked at him. "I'd like to be alone with Dad."
Toby nodded. "Sure, but don't stay for too long."
"Okay." Sonia smiled.
Toby whipped out a pair of gloves and put them on for her. "Here, stay warm. Alright, I'm going now. You have half an hour. I'll pick you up then."
"Sure." Sonia waved at him.
Toby kissed her forehead and left. He stood in the distance, waiting for Sonia to finish talking to her father. He had no idea what she was saying, though he was checking the time every few minutes. Sonia was still in poor health, especially when she almost had a miscarriage the day before. Even the doctors didn't recommend her going out. They wanted her to stay in the hospital, but after what happened the day before, Sonia must want to see Henry, so Toby risked it all and took her here. However, he calculated their margin as well. If they could return to the hospital in three hours, she would be fine.
Sonia too knew she couldn't stay out for too long. Half an hour later, she walked back to Toby.
Toby heaved a sigh of relief. "Done?" He held her hand.
Sonia nodded. "Yeah. I told him a lot of things; everything he should know. I just don't know what he thinks of our decision. Do you think he'd agree?" Sonia looked at Toby.
Toby was about to answer, but a gust of wind blew past them. It wasn't cold, no. In fact, it felt gentle. Toby smiled. "I take that as a yes."
Sonia thought it was unbelievable. "That gust of wind…"
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