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 where Ernest distanced himself from

didn’t die, but Ernest died

“No--”

the thought of that, Florence broke

yelling, seeing black. She held her

I

would go through think and thin together

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

bottom of her heart was collapsing as if

Ernest had been blown to

brought her too much pain

being torn apart

whole world had been

laughed complacently. He enjoyed seeing how painful and

she was, the

was, the more hope

broken down bit

voice made

rescuing you. It

were reechoed

was like a needle stabbed into her

eyes in a daze, tears dropping. She looked

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

was all because

that she was the one who

why don’t you

looked up and glared at Benjamin like

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

his eyes full

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

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

bandage on his face open bit by

His eyes, cheeks, lips, and chin

even her

she had seen --

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

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