I followed mama as she went home by herself. The world always felt cold but it felt colder tonight. There was a time when the world was a happy place. A mother's warm embrace and a father's loving touch. I had everything.
She started drinking her wine again but she was lost in thoughts as she stared at her glass.
"Baby get ready! It's almost time to go."
I wore my favourite dress and was twirling inside my room. I felt like a princess.
Papa came and scooped me up, "my little Iris,its time to go" and he was rubbing his beard on my face and it made me laugh.
We were seated on our favourite spot, the city lights shone beneath us. The smell of good food and the sound of the violin playing.
They were happy that night and so in love. I never knew how things could change so much.
Mama was drunk enough to not the feel the pain and regret but tonight she cried and cried and felt asleep on the couch.
I heard the door cracked open and I saw papa come in.
He picked up mama and and laid her on her bed.He still loved her.
Papa went to the study room and was looking for our family photo album. There it was, our happiest memories all captured and preserved.
