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.

the explosion came from the direction

didn’t die, but Ernest

“No--”

of that, Florence

seeing black. She held her head and shook

way! Impossible! I don’t believe

said he would go through think and thin together with

He won’t! He

the bottom of her heart was collapsing as if it was damaged by the

Ernest had been blown to pieces by the explosion. He was no longer

brought her too

like being torn apart

black as if her whole world had been

wheelchair, Benjamin laughed complacently. He

was, the

she was, the more hope he

down bit by

voice made him sound like

for rescuing you. It

reechoed in

was like a needle stabbed

eyes in a daze, tears dropping.

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

was all

was the one who

why don’t you kill

and glared at Benjamin

live on any longer, she didn’t think she should still be

down at Florence, his eyes full of unconcealed

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

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

the bandage on his face

His eyes, cheeks, lips,

his face completely, even her eyes were tearful, she

had seen --

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

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