I searched my memory but could not remember any such person. Who could he be? As far as I could remember, my Grandma did not have a friend like this.

Out of curiosity, I could not help stepping forward. “Hello!”

The man paused for a moment and turned around to look at me sharply.

His elegant handsome features seemed aloof as he cast me a glance. Without a word, he turned around, ready to leave.

Noticing the white chrysanthemums and offerings in front of the tombstone, I couldn’t help looking in the man’s direction, asking, “Mister, you are…?”

The man turned around and cast me a glance, saying, “Just a passer-by!”

After this short phrase, he said no more.

Watching him walk away, I could not help being curious. When did my Grandma make friends with someone like this?

Leading Summer to pay respects and bid goodbyes, I set aside those thoughts. Macy’s grave was the newest. After five years, there were no weeds or damages. It looked brand new.

I could not understand Jared. Perhaps, he had never loved Naomi or Macy. To him, they were just passers-by and his feelings for them are just guilt.

Neither of them was around anymore nor so all that was left was a heart filled with remorse.

If both of them were still alive, I’m afraid he would still be cold and indifferent to them as if they were just strangers.

we met the man with the aloof expression again. His car was parked

a nonchalant glance

the car, Joseph told me, “Mrs. Fuller, Mr. Fuller instructed me to book the air ticket

smiled. “Alright!” It was already booked. There was no point in

a screeching sound of braking. It was so loud

arms. Joseph calmed himself and looked with narrowed eyes

alighted the black

The windscreen was

crashed down even as Joseph cried,

two well-built men pulled him out, tying his hands and shoving him

went blank. When I got out my phone to make the call, it

was pulled open and two big and burly men

traumatized, I said calmly, “What

half an hour of your

in harm’s way, so holding her, I came down from the car and looked at the

no words but led the

was almost devoid of emotion but the tone was loud and clear so that the

their tracks and I looked in the direction of the voice. It was the man we

who the hell are you? It’s none of your business.” The

as calmly and coldly as before. “This is broad daylight. Please be cautious of

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