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 stepped out of the car.

asked Emily anxiously.

out a soft gasp seeing so many missed calls from Sean. "I'm so

at Victor, who just got out of the car, but dropped the topic. "Since you're

at Sean's stoic face, it gave nothing away. "I won't drop by again,"

had already lost Anne. It would devastate him to lose Emily, too. So he had to make a decision

He needed to.

...

emotional turmoil and everything else,

"Emily, please don't leave me," he begged. In her dream, his eyes were all bloodied. His voice was

ran down her temples and her heart pounded so loudly,

in pain. She missed him terribly, and much more

she called

much. I'm so sorry." In

sleep, she looked for her phone

so much, and she wanted to know how he has been. But for now, she'd settle even with just hearing his voice.

to guess that it would be her on the other end of the line

Emily," she told herself. "If you do this, there would

faint ringing coming from her phone. She had dialled Jacob's number! Cursing her reflexes

did she ever memorize

to end the call, it was

hoarse in exhaustion. Gone was his charming and deep voice.

but she couldn't do it. She stayed on the line, wanting to hear his voice

this is

out of Emily's mouth was a soft whimper. Instinctively, she covered

wanted to hang up, she didn't want him to do the

few seconds of silence,