David said, "It's my duty."
"Well, David's got his hands full, so we'll head out," Joshua nodded towards David, holding the little boy's hand while opening the car door for Rosalind, motioning her to hurry up.
To avoid any awkwardness from Rosalind possibly complaining about Thalassa again.
Without another word, Rosalind climbed into the car, following Joshua’s lead. If David hadn't been there, she probably wouldn't have let it go so easily, continuing to badmouth Thalassa.
But now, with David present, it seemed like talking behind someone’s back would paint her as a gossip.
Not a good look.
She didn't realize the weight her words carried about deserving love.
David stood still, watching as the Whitman family's cars drove off one by one, returning the scene to silence. Only then did he look towards the graveyard again.
Lysander and Thalassa hadn't arrived yet, so he had no choice but to wait.
At Harper's grave, Lysander and Thalassa embraced for a long time, calming their stirred emotions before letting go.
Lysander, holding Thalassa's face, wiped her tears away with the pad of his thumb, his voice as warm and gentle as a spring breeze.
"Don't cry, this is supposed to be a happy occasion, isn't it?" Lysander said softly.
"Can't I cry tears of joy?" Thalassa blinked back her tears, smiling.
Then, she turned back to the tombstone. Harper's photo was bright and sunny, her smile radiant.
It was clear that the Whitman family had chosen this photo carefully, capturing Harper in her prime.
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