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 is

and the two of them, holding flowers, walked down a small path in

wind blew, giving the area a somewhat

a tombstone. The tombstone was very simple, with crooked lettering. There was a ring of lights around it, but no other

usual cemetery where

the tombstone. "Mom, I've come to see

Wesley. "Godfather, come over here and

he felt a tightness in his

engraved, with a small inscription beside it:

Why aren't you saying

is your mother buried here?" Wesley

mom loved peace, so she wouldn't have liked being buried in a public cemetery,"

not?" Yerick replied. "This land. is all mine. I bought it, and I can bury whoever I want here. Godfather when you pass away, I can bury you here

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