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 explosion came from the direction where Ernest

die, but Ernest

“No--”

thought of that, Florence

She held her head

way! Impossible! I

through think and thin together with me. He promised

and let me live on alone. He won’t!

the wall at the bottom of her heart was

broken pen were proving that Ernest had been blown

thought brought her too

being torn apart

as if her whole world had been dimmed in the darkness,

in the wheelchair, Benjamin laughed complacently. He enjoyed

more miserable she was, the

more desperate she was,

personally see her be broken down bit by bit and turn

voice made him sound like

rescuing you.

were reechoed in Florence’s

was like a

daze, tears dropping. She

rescue her, Ernest wouldn’t take the risk, and nor would he be

all

wished that she was the one

Turner, why don’t you

suddenly looked up and glared

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

Florence, his eyes full of unconcealed

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

slowly and picked up

bandage on his face open

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

face completely, even her eyes were tearful,

wondered what she had seen

scars and rotten flesh, intertwined with the pus.

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