A Call That Changed Her Entire Life

"Strawberry candy is your favorite, isn't it? I brought you a lot," Emily said. She opened one and put it in her mouth. The candy tasted sweet, but she could not help but feel bitter.

For a maiden to die at such a young age is like a flower that wilts before it blooms. Life was so unfair.

Victor took the bag of candy and opened each one. He stuffed all of the candies into his mouth. His handsome face formed bulges because of the candies stuffed in his mouth. He looked strange and funny at the same time.

Emily was taken by surprise. If she didn't know any better, she would think that he was like a masochist. "Victor, what are you doing? You could choke," Emily said worriedly.

Victor managed to mumble "I'm okay," despite his stuffed mouth. Emily continued to look at him curiously as he continued, "This is her favorite. I will eat it for her."

In his mind, doing this was like being with her and seeing her. He would do what the things she used to do until they become his ingrained habits.

She's gone but he isn't, and he has to live day by day. All he could do was to try to live her life for her.

He looked up, barely able to speak, as he tried to eat the candy. "Anne, did you lie to me?" he called out. "You told me to have candy whenever I feel bitter. You told me that candy can cure all the bitterness in one's heart. If that's true, then why do I still feel bitter? Why do I still hurt?"

Days without her were so bitter. Even the candies he was eating tasted like bitter herb.

Emily couldn't help but pity him and cry for him. This wasn't Victor the man anymore; he was Victor the corpse. He was a dead and hollow soul trapped in a gorgeous man's body.

Anne's death made him this way.

"What if I was dead, just like Anne? What will happen to Jacob?" Emily thought.

For the first time, she truly understood how Jacob felt. She finally understood Jacob's concern that she might died giving birth to this baby.

If she did die, would he be as heartbroken as Victor?

Emily didn't even want to think about it.

After staying at the cemetery for a while, they left in silence. They went home, both lost in their own thoughts.

they arrived, Sean walked over to her hurriedly as soon as she

Emily anxiously. "Why

out a soft gasp seeing so many missed calls from Sean. "I'm so sorry. I must not

at Victor, who just got out of the car, but dropped the

face, it gave nothing away. "I won't drop by again,"

afraid to lose control and put Emily in harm's way again. He had already lost Anne. It

He needed to.

...

happened during the day, the emotional turmoil and everything else, that night, Emily

leave me," he begged. In her dream, his eyes were all bloodied. His voice was hoarse from screaming and begging. "If you die, everyone will

temples and her heart pounded so loudly, it might

her dream vividly, and her chest pounded in pain. She missed him terribly, and much more now because of the

she

much. I'm so sorry." In the silence,

looked

voice so much, and she wanted to know how he has been. But for now, she'd

to guess that it would be her on the other end of the line even when she said

herself. "If

She had dialled Jacob's number! Cursing her reflexes for doing what was only in her head,

ever

call,

Who is this?" Jacob asked. His voice was hoarse in exhaustion. Gone

hang up but she couldn't do it. She stayed on

"If this is some kind of joke,

whimper. Instinctively, she covered her mouth with

didn't want him to do the same.

a few seconds of silence,