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

but Ernest died

“No--”

the thought of that, Florence broke

yelling, seeing black. She held her head and shook it

I

go through think and thin

on alone. He won’t! He won’t do it!”

the wall at the bottom of her heart was collapsing

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

brought her too

was like being torn

her whole world had

Benjamin laughed complacently. He enjoyed seeing how painful and miserable Florence

miserable she was,

more desperate she was, the more hope he

her be broken down

sneered. His hoarse voice made him sound

you. It was you

were reechoed in

like a needle stabbed

daze, tears dropping. She looked extremely

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

was all because

that she was the one

why don’t you

and glared

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

his

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

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

he cut the bandage on his face

His eyes, cheeks, lips, and chin

completely, even her eyes were tearful, she

wondered what she had seen -- a

face was full of seriously burned scars and rotten

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