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

but

“No--”

of that, Florence

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

I

he would go through think and thin together

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

wall at the bottom of her heart was

broken pen were proving that Ernest had been blown to pieces by the explosion.

brought her too much pain to

like being torn

whole world had been dimmed in

complacently. He enjoyed seeing how painful and miserable

she was,

more desperate she was, the more hope

personally see her be broken down bit by bit

made him sound like

Ernest died for rescuing you. It was you

words were reechoed

word was like a needle stabbed

daze, tears dropping.

weren’t that he wanted to rescue her, Ernest

was all

was the

don’t you kill

suddenly looked up and glared at Benjamin

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

Florence, his eyes full

the simplest

bandaged hand slowly and picked up the scissors

bandage on his face open bit by

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

his face completely, even her eyes were tearful,

she had seen

describe. His whole face was full of seriously burned scars and rotten flesh, intertwined

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