“You’re beautiful,” Nadia said as she looked up, her dark brown eyes were almost black and filling with tears.

“That was how she saw me,” I pulled my hand back from the sketch to wipe my own eyes.

“And this is how I saw her,” I continued as I moved the sketch over to show the one Sam had drawn of herself for me. It hadn’t been wrinkled like the others because I had kept that one safe. “Her name was Samantha Juliet Green.”

“I’m so sorry for your loss.” Nadia took my hand for a moment and squeezed it before letting go.

“Thanks.” I didn’t know what else to...