Hearing this, Jamie finally exhaled a breath she hadn't realized she had been holding.

She focused on arranging Winnie's funeral, even though the weight of it was almost too much to bear.

The dead take the past and all the pain, mistakes, and regrets with them, leaving behind only memories worth keeping. But the more Jamie remembered, the more it hurt.

Ben had steadied her, calm and supportive. "If you need to cry, just cry. Your sister is gone, and everyone knows how much this hurts."

Jamie shook her head. She had cried enough. Now was the time to stay strong and see the funeral through, to send Winnie off properly.

The funeral lasted a long time, though few people attended. Winnie hadn't had many close connections in life.

"Where's Jack Green?" Jamie suddenly asked midway through.

He hadn't shown up.

Winnie had held onto her feelings for him until the very end. How could he not be here for her funeral?

Jamie's heart began to race with urgency. "Ben, can you contact him? If he comes now, there's still time-" "Jamie, don't worry-"

can I not worry?" Jamie cut him off, her anxiety

forced himself to respond

something seemed off about Jamie's

angry or heartbroken on Winnie's behalf. Even

within her. "No, I have to

arm. "It's no use. We don't know what happened between them or what kind of

wasn't what

dulling as if all the strength

""You're right," she murmured.

walked back to the grave, standing silently before it, her lonely

bear to watch. He stepped forward, gently taking her hand. "At least she called you in her final moments. That shows how much you meant to

with suppressed sobs. "I don't have a sister

daze. Winnie was buried, but there were still her belongings to sort through. Jamie,

Mrs. Lucas, and everything seemed stable for now. Jamie was the one who

back to the earlier phone call, Jamie remembered Mrs. Lucas's steady tone

in her home, refusing

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