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 direction where Ernest

die, but Ernest died for

“No--”

of that, Florence broke

yelling, seeing black. She held her head

Impossible! I don’t

said he would go through think and thin together

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

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

pen were proving that Ernest had been blown

too

was like being torn apart

if her whole world had been dimmed in

complacently. He enjoyed seeing how painful and miserable Florence

was, the happier he

desperate she was, the more hope

be broken down bit by bit and turn into a walking

voice made him sound like a

rescuing you.

words were reechoed in

like a needle stabbed into her

in a daze, tears dropping.

he wanted to rescue her, Ernest wouldn’t take the

was all because of

wished that she was the one who

don’t you kill

up and glared at Benjamin like

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

his eyes full

simplest thing in this world. However, living is

bandaged hand slowly and picked up the scissors that had been stabbed

bandage on his face

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

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

had seen --

was 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

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