Chapter fifty three

'My darling Sasha!'

Sasha gulped when she saw the words, her heart missed a beat, her fingers shook. Her eyes locked on the three words, fourteen letters, darling Sasha? He...he...called her darling Sasha?

There was no other letter nor word on the page again, she got her shaking fingers to turn the page and that was where she saw full page written in the handwriting of a twelve year old or thirteen. She took a deep breath and began reading.

"Dear grandma!

Ever since your death, life hasn't been meaningful anymore. Mom is trying her best but it's not the same. I miss you, so much and I can't stop wishing for you to come back, even though mom said you are in a better place now.

My birthday is next week and mom is planning a birthday party for me. You know how much I hate my birthdays and you are the only one who makes me enjoy it in a little way.

I miss talking to you a lot so I got this diary, I know you will not be reading it but at least, it makes me feel like I'm