{Chapter 2}

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Your P.O.V.

It was a doll. I took it and examined it. It was female doll with dirt blonde hair, (e/c) eyes and something like school uniform. There was a note, I took and read it.

       To my dear (y/n).
      
       I wanted to give you something, what is from your mother, but she didn't leave me there anything for you. So, I made a doll, that looks like her. I hope you like it, take good care of her.

                         With love, dad❤️
           Happy birthday my girl.

I wanted to cry, since that car accident I don't remember my mum much and this was just too much. Diana looked on me with sad smile and hugged me, I was hugging the doll with two emotions. Happiness and sadness. I was so happy that I have something like my mom and I was sad, because I remembered few things from the day, when I lost my arm my mother. Diana stopped bugging me and I looked at her, she looked on Hans.

"Well since it's your birthday, I think we can make one thing for you."

I looked on Hans, he had smile on his face. I smiled back with tears in my eyes, he grabbed my shoulder and got away my tears with a tissue.

"Come on, follow me."

Hans slowly walked towards the door that leads into the main hallway. I looked on Diana and she nodded, I got of my chair and followed Hans. He leads me to my dad's working office, dad never let me go in there, because he's always working. Hans opened the door and went inside, I followed. It was huge office, I was amazed by the view into our garden through the window behind main chair. I noticed Hans stopped and looked up, I looked up too. It was big framed photo with three people, two were adults and one was baby. I was confused.

"Who's that Hans?" "Those are your parents with you

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"Who's that Hans?"
"Those are your parents with you."
"Th-that's my mother?"

Hans nodded. I looked on photo again then my doll, yes it was my mom. I hugged the doll tight. I wish I could meet her, get to know her, I wish to have her here.

~time skip~

It was almost night, I was lying in my bed looking on my doll. I miss you mom. I hugged the doll and closed my eyes remembering today. I heard someone opened the door, I didn't look, who was it. That person got blankets over me and kissed my forehead.

"Good night, (y/n)."

It was Diana, she turned off the lights and closed the door. I still had my doll in my arm, close to my chest. Then I fell asleep.

To be continued...

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