Logan's funeral was conducted elegantly, with the help of the Salvador and Thompson families.

As the day drew to a close, the Hoffman family members dispersed, leaving only Ryan kneeling before the grave, staring at his grandfather's portrait without moving.

Bella had returned home to accompany Wyatt, while Justin stayed with Ryan until the end.

"Ryan, you have been too exhausted these days. Go back and rest," Justin said, sighing softly. He felt a pang of sorrow as he stepped forward to help him up, only to find the man unyielding like iron.

"I cannot rest. There is still Yasmin's funeral," Ryan responded almost mechanically.

The deep-seated exhaustion that permeated his every word cut through Justin's heart like a knife.

In recent days, no one dared to mention that name, knowing it was a bleeding wound in Ryan's heart that would never heal.

worry, I will handle everything." Justin's voice was hoarse and raw. Yasmin was

her funeral, she would want it to be modest and quiet, like a raindrop disappearing into

no family left in this world. How can I make

must be strong to

Justin and

come with me

remained steady.

a long time. It had been so warm once, and now it

was

in the back. After only a few minutes, Ryan

"Ryan, we are here."

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