Now that Ms. Moore was gone, Mark obviously felt the pain more than anyone else.
He had not gotten any sleep for the past three days. H e had stayed by Ms. Moore's side at the mortuary refrigerator day and night. He never closed his eyes for a second.
The consecutive strain on his physical and mental body almost caused him a sudden death. He could not find any place to relax or vent, so he had been very depressed.
Now that he could hug Summer's tender body in his arms and smell her delicate fragrance, he could finally release all his tension.
Mark's strength was so great that it was as if he wanted to embed Summer’s whole being into his body. He hugged her tightly, very tightly.
"Are you okay?" After a long while, Summer opened her mouth to speak.
"Mmm..." he answered in a hoarse voice. It carried an inexplicable dryness in that atmosphere.
"How did Ms. Moore suddenly end up in this state?”
"Cerebral hemorrhage..."
"How many days have you been up?"
This time, he did not say anything. He just hugged her quietly.
The intense emotions in his heart were still burning. The hurt he felt was still flowing freshly. Then, it gradually became deep and heavy.
The air was too silent. Raising her hands, Summer gently patted his back. "Ms. Moore isn't here anymore, but she would most definitely wish for all of you to be well."
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