“Mom,” Spencer muttered, “Aubree Marsh apologized to me. I just want to let you know.”

Then he fell into silence.

The mountain breeze disheveled his hair.

After a long while, he continued, “Mom, I want to reconcile with her. I hope you can understand.” He had thought for a long time before making the decision. “Recently, I've experienced life and death with Ivan Marsh together. We both have new thoughts for our lives.”

“Our lives are short. We shouldn't be impacted by or should burden by the grudges from our last generations. We cannot do anything, either.” With a smile, he added, “Probably, letting go is the best ending.” “Mom, I don't feel lonely anymore.” Spencer thought of Alfie and Diana, his smile becoming broader. “It's so good to have a family.”

After speaking the words from his heart, Spencer left soon.

He never stayed in the cemetery long. However, he frequently visited here, about four times a month.

Meanwhile

, in Finnley’s apartment, Mya went to the couch in the living room in a white shirt with messy hair. Her body temperature had been brought down, and she looked spirited.

arms across his

sleep like this for a whole

any creases on the other seat of the cough, so she could tell he

his eyes open. “Argh!” He was shocked

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snapped, “What

him of a ghost in the horror movie--messy long hair, wearing a white

on yourself in the mirror.” Finnley looked calm but still had a

and asked, “Did you sit here for a whole night?” “Or what?” He stared up at her. “My waist

young.” Covering her growling stomach, Mya asked hesitantly, “I want to have the noodle bowl. Are you still willing to cook

noodles and cilantro the previous night for

using something, you must put it back in its original place. Also, you must

“My hair?’

bowed her head to take a look. Sure

answered, Finnley

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