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

die, but Ernest

“No--”

thought of

black. She held

I don’t believe

go through think and thin

me live on alone. He won’t! He won’t

wall at the bottom of her heart was collapsing as if it was

memories and the broken pen were proving that Ernest had been blown to

thought brought her too much pain

being torn apart

if her whole world had been dimmed in

laughed complacently. He enjoyed seeing how painful and

was,

was,

wanted to personally see her be broken down bit by

voice made

rescuing you. It was you

words were reechoed in

word was like a needle stabbed

eyes in a daze, tears dropping. She

to rescue her, Ernest wouldn’t

all

she was the one who had

why don’t you kill

glared at Benjamin like

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

Florence, his eyes full of

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

his bandaged hand slowly and picked up

he cut the bandage on

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

his face completely, even her eyes were

she had seen

far more 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

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