Alexandria Petrov:-
I watched my husband's coffin inside the grave for one last time and get down on my knees to say him the final goodbye. I held Angel in my arms as she looked at the coffin with confusion not knowing what is happening but she keeps on looking around searching for her dada and kept on asking for him.
" Dada...dada," she chanted looking for Dickson. I kissed her cheek and pointed at the coffin.
" Look, Angel. Your dada is in there. He is leaving us to go on a good place from where he will always watch you and protect you. Your dada promised to be your guardian angel, right? So, from now on he will always be around you in the form of your angel.You know your dada never breaks his promise." I tell her with mistly eyes and trembling lips because I was trying to hold myself
