It was Kenneth. Dressed in a crisp white shirt, he was standing not too far away with a white towel in his hand.

"Kenneth?" Upon seeing her, a hint of surprise washed over Kenneth's face before he walked towards her.

"You're here to pay your respects to Bella, and you didn't even give me a heads up. If I'd known you were coming today, I would've stayed away." He offered a wry smile, then began to wipe Bella's headstone with the towel in his hand, gently and meticulously.

It was clear that out of all the headstones, Bella's was the cleanest. It was obviously tended to regularly.

he was with the routine, as if he were the

Kenneth replied after ensuring the headstone

admired her indomitable spirit, too. All of this has nothing to do with you. You don't need to thank me." "Kenneth, —" "There's no need to say anything,” Kenneth cut her off gently, "Don't shoulder all the responsibility yourself. Since I've already said it's my own will, you don't need to feel obliged. Actually, I should be thanking Bella. Sometimes, I come here and talk to her when

he were the type to heed

towel off at the storage locker and wait for you down below." "Alright." Dorothy nodded, watching Kenneth walk away, his figure shrinking with distance until it disappeared.

the flowers in front of the headstone and then

Whenever she called her mother Bella before, she would get a stern look for not calling Mom, yet Bella's

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