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

but

“No--”

the thought of that,

couldn’t help yelling, seeing black. She held her head

Impossible! I don’t believe

and thin together with

live on alone. He won’t! He won’t

heart was

been blown to pieces by the explosion. He was no

her too much pain

like being

if her whole world

complacently. He enjoyed seeing how painful and miserable

more miserable she was, the happier he

she was, the

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

made

for rescuing you. It was you who killed

words were reechoed

word was like a needle stabbed into her

daze, tears

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

all because

she was the one

Turner, why don’t

looked up and glared at Benjamin like a

live on any longer, she didn’t

his

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

reached his bandaged hand slowly and picked up

he cut the bandage on

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

her eyes were

what she had seen --

and rotten flesh, intertwined

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