Natalie felt slightly ticklish but didn't push him away. “All right, then.”

She shut her eyes and yawned wearily.

Seeing that, Shane asked, “Feeling tired?”

“Yeah. I've been busy attending to Harrison's matters these few days and haven't been getting much rest.” Natalie's voice sounded worn out.

Shane patted her back. “Go ahead and get some sleep, then. I'll be right here, keeping you company.”

“Okay.” A smile graced her lips. She soon fell asleep, her arms still wrapped around his waist.

Seeing that she was fast asleep, Shane scooped her into his arms and tucked her into bed.

The next day was Susan's execution day, as well as the day of Harrison's funeral.

The weather was rather gloomy, creating an unsettling and depressive atmosphere.

Clad in a long black dress with a white rose pinned to her chest, Natalie stood before the break room window with a glass of juice in her hand, watching the funeral guests with a calm gaze.

“Nat,” came Jared's voice from behind her.

She spun around. “What's up?”

“Shane asked me to see what you're up to,” Jared answered with a smile.

black with a similar white rose pinned on his front pocket. Even though his lips were curved

What about him?” she asked, sipping

aching neck and responded, “The kids are with him, and he's caught up in a discussion with a collaborator, so he asked me to come for you. It's about time, Nat. Harrison's—I mean, Dad's—ashes should be loaded by now.

her watch and saw that it was

let the others

he went

moment later, Shane came

her and went to them with

in a low voice when he noticed her slightly reddened

head. “No, I haven't cried, although I do feel quite

had not

and thus did not

went

into the car.” Shane pulled Natalie's

him to

they

procession, holding Harrison's ashes, while Natalie, Shane,

in no time, and

left one by one, leaving the place

spoke not a word as she gazed at the

beside her, Jared

even quieter.

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