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.

from the direction where Ernest distanced himself from

die, but Ernest

“No--”

thought of

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

way! Impossible! I don’t

would go through think and thin together with me. He

live on alone. He won’t! He won’t do it!” she cried out

was collapsing

broken pen were proving that Ernest had been blown to

her too much

being torn

only saw black as if her whole world had been

He enjoyed

she was, the happier he

she was, the more hope

see her be broken down

hoarse voice made

you.

words were reechoed in

a

eyes in a daze, tears dropping. She

to rescue her, Ernest wouldn’t take the risk,

was all because of

wished that she was the one who had

don’t

looked up and glared at Benjamin

want to live on any longer,

down at Florence, his eyes full of unconcealed

simplest thing in this world. However, living is more painful than

reached his bandaged hand slowly and picked up the

he cut the bandage on his face open bit

another. His eyes, cheeks,

Florence saw his face completely, even her eyes

what she had seen -- a

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

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