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 direction where Ernest distanced

didn’t die, but

“No--”

of that,

seeing black. She held her head and shook it

way! Impossible! I don’t

would go through think and thin together with me. He

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

bottom of her heart was collapsing as if

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

thought brought her too much pain

like being torn apart alive,

only saw black as if her whole world had been

in the wheelchair, Benjamin laughed complacently. He enjoyed seeing how painful and miserable

she was,

she was, the

personally see her be broken down bit by

His hoarse voice made him sound like a

you. It was you who

were reechoed in Florence’s

like a needle stabbed into

her eyes in a daze, tears dropping. She

to rescue her, Ernest wouldn’t

all

she was the one who

don’t you

suddenly looked up and glared at Benjamin

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

looked down at Florence, his eyes

the simplest thing in this world. However, living is

up the scissors that

the bandage on his face open bit by

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

Florence saw his face completely, even her eyes were

she had seen -- a

seriously burned scars and rotten flesh, intertwined with the pus. It was crisscrossed with

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