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.

force from the explosion came from the

didn’t die, but

“No--”

of that, Florence broke

seeing black. She held her

I don’t believe

go through think and thin

me and let me live on alone. He won’t! He won’t

was

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

her too much pain

being torn apart alive,

if her whole world

in the wheelchair, Benjamin laughed complacently. He enjoyed

was, the happier

was,

see her be broken down bit by bit and turn into

His hoarse voice made

you. It

words were reechoed in

a needle

her eyes in a daze, tears dropping.

that he wanted to rescue her, Ernest wouldn’t take

was all because

that she was

don’t you

and glared at

live on any longer, she didn’t

his eyes

stressing each syllable, “Florence Fraser, death is the simplest thing in this world. However, living is

reached his bandaged hand slowly and picked up the scissors that

he cut the bandage on

bandages fell one after another. His

completely, even her eyes

had seen

could describe. His whole face was full of seriously burned scars and rotten flesh, intertwined with the

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