With trembling hands, Ethan picked up the wedding ring and the letter.

The act of opening a letter was so simple, but his hands kept trembling as if he had Parkinson’s.

Brent said in a low voice, “Mr. Miller, let me do it.” It didn’t matter that much whether he read the letter or not.

Everyone had already guessed the ending.

Still, Ethan took out the letter in terror and agony.

The familiar handwriting came into sight.

In the past, she would write him letters in secret when he was out on business trips.

She didn’t know the address, so she would put the words she wanted to say into a bottle and then bury it in the garden.

After he discovered it by accident, every time he came back, the first thing he would do was to go to that secret hole and dig around to check if there was new mail.

Back then, she wrote like an adorable teenage girl.

But this letter was different.

Not many words were written on it, but every stroke conveyed farewell.

“Ethan, it’s too painful to live.

I don’t want to hold on anymore.

Farewell.

I only desire the sweet release of death.

has done us

in Ethan’s eyes, and it

dripped onto the

tell if it was Ethan’s tears or

heart, Ethan slowly

I was

Don’t die.

to die instead.” He

but in the end, he

never forget Olivia’s smile when she

this ring, I’ll be your

period when he gave her the cold shoulder, she never once

weight, he even had the ring adjusted

the ring had

and said that death had

How cruel.

in the past, but now, they

Ethan kissed Olivia’s ring.

he took off his

placed the two rings neatly together,

walked toward

filled with images

leave

scared of the

“Let me go.

me like this.” Ethan mumbled, “Liv,

right now.” It was very dark at

She must be terrified.

been for

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