"That day, I--
"Frank told me everything!" Mary interrupted his words again. "You don't have to repeat it. Besides, if you want to show how much you miss his sister, I don't think there is any need for you to bring me here. I get it, William."
"Mary, no!" William pulled her back as she was about to turn around and leave.
"I said, don't touch me! You’re disgusting!" With sharp and bloodshot eyes, Mary pierced him with a deadly glare. And William could swear that it was his first to see her look at him that way.
"Okay, okay, I won't touch you, but please stay right here." He receded, obviously trying to pacify her. Then, releasing her arm from his grip, he added, "You can't get a taxi in the suburbs. It's so late now. Moreover... I want to make everything clear in front of Sansa's tomb."
William was right - it was already too late. Although she wanted to be stubborn, it was impossible to get away from that place. It didn't even help that Mary heard a wolf's howl from a distance, coupled with the leaves' rustling with the wind.
"Sansa..." While Mary was lost in her thought and fright, William squatted in front of the tomb and uttered, "Sansa, I came to see you again and bring Mary to you. Do you remember her? I told you that she is my wife."
Mary tried not to look at him. Although it might be disrespectful to the deceased, she really couldn't bear to watch William recall the past.
"I won't come to see you often in the future," continued William. "I can't let go of you if I come here too often."
That moment, Mary felt a sting in her heart. Right, he still couldn't let her go.
"Mary!" William turned to her and asked, "Do you know how Sansa left this world?"
"No," she answered coldly, shaking her head while still keeping her gaze away from him.
"She died of saving me, and not a day went by without me feeling guilty for her. This is why I always tried my best to satisfy Frank's requests.
William narrated every single detail of what happened before, including how the car accident had happened.
'What a colorful life!'
Mary thought while smiling bitterly.
"Mary. I brought you here this time to tell Sansa that I will be with you. I have no feelings for her. You are the one I love."
While those words escaped his lips, William gently looked at Mary with eyes burning with so much love and passion. Then, he took out the box, lit the incense, and threw the letters into the brazier.
A bright blaze rustled, slowly turning the letters into ashes. Meanwhile, Mary just quietly watched him.
"Sansa, perhaps I couldn't let you go before because of my guilt," said William while continuously burning the letters and photos. "But now, I'm finally ready to let you go. I need to cherish the one who is with me right now. I love Mary. I don't want her to be sad again because of you."
Mary stood aside and said sadly, "You hit me for these things a few days ago. Are you really willing to burn them today? Can I trust you and your words?"
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