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.

explosion came from the direction

didn’t die, but Ernest died

“No--”

of

yelling, seeing black. She held her head and shook

way! Impossible! I don’t

think and thin

won’t! He won’t do it!” she cried

the wall at the bottom of her heart was collapsing as

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

brought her too much pain

like being torn

if her whole world had been dimmed in

laughed complacently. He enjoyed seeing how painful and miserable

was, the happier he

she was, the more hope he

to personally see her be broken down bit by bit and turn into

made him sound like

rescuing you. It

were reechoed in

was like a needle stabbed

a daze, tears dropping.

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

was all

was the one who had

Turner, why don’t you

and glared at Benjamin like

into his hands and didn’t want to live on any longer, she didn’t think she should

Florence, his eyes

steadily, stressing each syllable, “Florence Fraser, death is the simplest

and picked up the scissors that had been stabbed

on his face

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

face completely, even her eyes were tearful, she inhaled

had seen -- a

was full of seriously burned scars and rotten

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