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.

came from the direction where Ernest distanced

die, but

“No--”

of that, Florence broke

black. She held her head

Impossible! I don’t believe

would go through think and thin together with

on alone. He won’t! He won’t

heart was collapsing as if it was damaged by

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

too

being torn

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

complacently. He

she was, the

desperate she was, the more hope

to personally see her be broken down

voice made

for rescuing you. It was you

were reechoed in Florence’s

was like a needle stabbed into her

a daze, tears dropping. She looked

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

all

wished that she was the

don’t you

suddenly looked up and glared at Benjamin like

want to live

down at Florence, his eyes full of

simplest thing in this world. However,

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

bandage on his

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

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

what she had seen --

and rotten flesh, intertwined with the pus. It

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