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.

and held the lifeless hand of the woman, slowly lifting it. He pressed her fingers against his face, closed his eyes, and said nothing, but tears

Winson’s trembling body and how he moved

to witness the scene of someone experiencing the

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

is to cherish the

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

Sullivan understood the importance of the deceased. In the evening, Melvin Winson contacted the crematorium and arranged for

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

and aimlessly made his way

on the steps, facing the

over and sat beside him, silently accompanying

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