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.

force from the explosion came from the direction where Ernest

didn’t die, but

“No--”

the thought of that, Florence

She held

I don’t believe

said he would go through think and thin together with me. He promised

alone. He won’t! He won’t do

of her heart was collapsing as if it was damaged by

Ernest had been blown to pieces by the explosion. He was

brought her too much pain to

heart was like being

her whole world had

wheelchair, Benjamin laughed complacently. He enjoyed seeing how painful

more miserable she was, the happier he

desperate she was, the more hope he

to personally see her be broken down bit by

voice made him

you. It was you

reechoed in

was like a

widened her eyes in a daze, tears dropping. She looked

to rescue her, Ernest wouldn’t take

all because of

she was the one who had

don’t you

glared at Benjamin

to live on any longer, she didn’t think she should

down at Florence, his eyes full of unconcealed

the simplest thing in this world. However,

bandaged hand slowly and picked up the scissors that had been

on his

bandages fell one after another. His eyes, cheeks, lips, and chin were

completely, even her

what she had seen -- a

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

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