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 where Ernest distanced

didn’t die, but Ernest

“No--”

of

black. She held her

way! Impossible! I don’t

think and

and let me live on alone. He won’t! He won’t do it!” she cried

was collapsing

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

her too much pain

being torn

only saw black as if her whole world had been dimmed in the

Benjamin laughed complacently. He enjoyed seeing how painful and

more miserable she was, the happier he

desperate she was, the

see her be broken down bit by bit and turn into a

voice made him

died for rescuing you. It

reechoed in

word was like a needle stabbed into her

her eyes in a daze,

it weren’t that he wanted to rescue her, Ernest wouldn’t take the risk, and nor would

all because

she was

Turner, why don’t you

suddenly looked up and glared at Benjamin like a

to live on any

his

death is the simplest thing

hand slowly and picked up the scissors that

cut the bandage on his face open bit

His eyes, cheeks, lips, and chin were

face completely, even her eyes were

what she had

scars and rotten flesh, intertwined with the pus. It was crisscrossed with wounds, and no intact skin could be

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