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.

Sean walked over to her hurriedly as soon

Emily anxiously. "Why

let out a soft gasp seeing so many missed calls from Sean. "I'm so sorry. I must not have noticed it. Victor and I just went

out of the car, but dropped the topic. "Since you're back, let us

concern, and it stroke Victor as uncanny. But looking at Sean's stoic face, it gave nothing

in harm's way again. He had already lost Anne. It would devastate him to lose Emily, too. So

He needed to.

...

everything that happened during the day, the emotional turmoil and everything

don't leave me," he begged. In her dream, his eyes were all bloodied. His voice was hoarse from screaming and begging.

her temples and her heart pounded so

Jacob in her dream vividly, and her chest pounded in pain. She missed him terribly,

she called out.

sorry." In the silence,

go back to sleep, she looked for her phone in

to know how he has been. But

was wise enough to guess that it would be her on the other end of the line even when

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

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

did she ever

call, it was picked up from the other end.

is this?" Jacob asked. His voice was hoarse in exhaustion. Gone was his charming and deep

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

"If this is

Instinctively, she covered her mouth with her

hang up, she didn't want

few seconds of silence, Jacob spoke again.