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

die, but Ernest

“No--”

thought of

couldn’t help yelling, seeing black. She held her head and

way! Impossible! I don’t believe

through think and

leave me and let me live on alone. He won’t! He won’t do it!” she

bottom of her heart was collapsing

proving that Ernest had been

brought her too much pain to

was like being torn apart

if her whole world had been dimmed in the darkness, almost

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

she was, the happier he

desperate she was, the more hope

personally see her be broken down bit by bit and turn

made him

Fraser, Ernest died for rescuing you. It was

reechoed in Florence’s

was like a needle

widened her eyes in a daze, tears dropping.

her, Ernest wouldn’t

all because

she was

Turner, why don’t

glared at Benjamin like a

his hands and didn’t want to live on any longer,

his eyes full of

death is the simplest thing in

hand slowly and picked up the scissors that had

bandage on his face open

white bandages fell one after another. His eyes, cheeks, lips,

Florence saw his face completely, even her

had

vicious than she could describe. His whole face was full of seriously 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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