Seeing how Christopher stood stunned watching her, Natalia walked past him and threw the bunch of weeds she'd plucked off her father's grave with her hands aside. Coming to stand by the edge of the grave, Natalia squatted down to the floor, she reached forward lightly touching the stone carvings on the tombstone.
"Dad..." she muttered softly, tears spilling from her eyes, "I'm sorry I don't get to come see you often, I'm sorry."
Natalia usually did all she could to drown herself in work lately, enough that she wouldn't feel lonely, nor the absence of people important to her life.
Though she always showed a carefree side of her, in actuality it was just to cover up the pain and loneliness she felt inside, though it was filled by people like Celine who never failed to remind her she could be genuinely happy, internally she still hid that loneliness from the world.
