Melvin Winson stood at the doorway, his expression impassive. His feet felt as heavy as lead, making it difficult for him to lift them. He held onto the door, gazing into the hospital. room. His eyes turned red, tears streaming down his face.

Veronica Murphy couldn’t help but feel a pang. of sadness at this scene.

Throughout one’s life, they will experience many farewells in the face of life and death.

However, Veronica had experienced more farewells than the average person, yet she still couldn’t adapt to the sorrow of losing loved ones.

Melvin Winson tightly gripped the door frame, pain spreading throughout his body, even the veins on his forehead bulging.

Stiffly, he walked step by step into the hospital room, standing by the bedside.

held the lifeless hand of the woman, slowly lifting it. He pressed her fingers

how he moved the

the scene of someone experiencing the separation of life and death. She chose to sit on a

contemplated life. In just a few short decades, who could know whether tomorrow or an

thing is to cherish the

Symons late at night, took a leave of absence, and made a phone call

the importance of the deceased. In the evening, Melvin Winson contacted the crematorium

a tombstone and an urn, the members of the Nan family sat in the lounge to rest. Melvin Winson was completely immersed

aimlessly made his

facing

and sat beside

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