Flashback

It was a lonely cold day and little Stefani was warmed up inside her bedroom. There were no hints of possible sunlight outside, a sad day for kids, but Stefani has a smile on her face as a warm pair of arms were wrapped around her with a book on her lap.

"No one had the slightest suspicion of what beautiful things she had seen; no one even dreamed of the splendor in which, with her grandmother she had entered on the joys of a new year," Jonathan said, voice low and soft. "The end."

Stefani's eyelashes softly moved as she turned to look up at Jonathan, "It's the...