It was a normal pen, which could be bought from any store on the street.

Besides, its shape had been changed and it was broken so seriously that Florence even couldn’t tell what it looked like originally.

However, she could recognize the carved smiling face on it.

It was the birthday gift that she gave to Ernest.

She particularly asked the owner to carve a smiling face according to her request.

It wasn’t a valuable pen, but she knew that Ernest took it along with him almost all the time, just like his watch and ring. He treasured the pen more than anything else.

Usually, he wasn’t willing to use it at all.

However, the pen appeared in Benjamin’s hand and was broken so seriously...

“This is fished out by my men from the sea,” Benjamin explained out of his kindness.

Florence knew which area of the sea he referred to.

Although the pen looked ordinary, it had good quality. It turned to be like this under a huge impact force or an explosion.

Ernest always kept it next to his skin.

It meant that Ernest must be quite close to the bomb and had received the strongest impact force.

His pen had become like this. Florence couldn’t imagine what about him...

Her whole body was weakened. Florence fell to the floor.

Her mind was in a mess, keeping buzzing. Suddenly, something that she had forgotten became clear in her mind.

She recalled it.

When they fell into the sea, Ernest whispered in her ear, “Florence, I won’t let you die.”

He promised her that he wouldn’t let her die.

Hence, when they fell into the sea, he tore the bomb away from her.

Under the impact force when bumping into the water, he pushed her away and distanced the bomb from her rapidly.

the impact force from the explosion came from the direction where Ernest distanced

didn’t die, but Ernest died for

“No--”

of that,

help yelling, seeing black. She held her

I don’t

would go through think and thin together

me live on alone. He won’t! He won’t do it!” she cried out continuously and comforted

heart was collapsing as if it was damaged by

been blown to

her too

heart was like being

world had been

the wheelchair, Benjamin laughed complacently. He enjoyed seeing how painful and miserable Florence

more miserable she was, the

she was,

broken down bit by bit and turn into

sneered. His hoarse voice made him sound

Ernest died for rescuing you. It was you who

reechoed

like a needle stabbed into

a daze, tears dropping. She looked extremely

rescue her, Ernest wouldn’t take

was all

wished that she was the one who

Turner, why don’t

looked up and glared at Benjamin

hands and didn’t want to live on any

Florence, his eyes full of

the simplest thing in this world. However,

and picked up the scissors

cut the bandage on his face

another. His eyes, cheeks, lips, and chin were

saw his face completely, even her eyes were tearful,

had seen

burned scars and rotten flesh, intertwined with the pus. It was crisscrossed with wounds, and no intact skin could be found on his

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