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 explosion came from the direction where Ernest distanced

but Ernest died

“No--”

of that, Florence broke

yelling, seeing black. She held her head and shook it

way! Impossible! I don’t

go through think and thin together

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

bottom of her heart was collapsing as if

that Ernest had been blown to pieces by the

thought brought her too

was like being

only saw black as if her whole world had been dimmed in the

Benjamin laughed complacently. He

more miserable she was, the happier he

she was, the more hope

be broken down bit by bit and

made him sound

Fraser, Ernest died for rescuing you.

were reechoed

like a needle stabbed into her

daze, tears

Ernest wouldn’t take

all because of

she was the one who had

Turner, why don’t

glared at Benjamin like a

and didn’t want to live on

his eyes full of

syllable, “Florence Fraser, death is the simplest thing in this world. However, living is more

hand slowly and picked up the scissors that had been stabbed onto his

bandage on his face open bit

bandages fell one after another. His

saw his face completely, even her eyes were tearful, she inhaled

had seen --

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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