It’s not that doll!

Once I made a beautiful doll. The most beautiful. In fact, doll-installation. I wanted to give it to a friend. One of my sons said that I couldn’t give it to her, because she will break it. I did not listen to him. I gave her this artwork, doll, installation, myself.
And it is not true that she broke the doll, she broke my heart. Some other time I will listen to my son, one of my sons.