Yerick drove, taking Wesley away from the house.

It was only then that Wesley realized the place Yerick had brought him to was desolate, with only a small house in sight. The area was so remote that there were no streetlights.

"Yerry, why did you buy a house here?" Wesley asked.

"It's quiet. I like it," Yerick replied.

"It's quiet, alright, but it's so isolated and with no shops nearby. Did you live here before?" Wesley asked.

"Godfather, this is just a place I come to when I want to clear my head. Plus, with a car, it's easy to go anywhere," Yerick explained.

They had been driving for about ten minutes, but through the car window, Wesley still hadn't seen any other residents. It felt eerily silent.

After a while, the car came to a stop. There were lights here now, but they didn't seem like public streetlights.

out. My mom

the two of them, holding

wind blew, giving the area a somewhat desolate

There was a ring of lights around it, but no other graves were nearby. It was the

wasn't the usual cemetery where people

come to see you. I'm

to Wesley. "Godfather, come over here and meet

before him, he felt a tightness in his chest, making it

engraved, with a small inscription beside it:

wrong? Why aren't

why is your mother buried here?" Wesley asked, his voice filled with

mom loved peace, so she wouldn't have liked being buried

I can bury whoever I want here. Godfather when you pass away, I can bury

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