After Luna brought Janice to the florist to get some flowers, the both of them took a taxi to the cemetery.
Because Violet’s tombstone was not at the cemetery, the two of them stood at the corner of the cemetery to pay their respects.
Under the dim firelight, Luna could see the grief and exhaustion on Janice's face.
Inexplicably, she thought of herself. Back then, when she thought that Neil passed away, she must have been like Janice, right?
There was nothing worse than the grief of losing a loved one.
"Violet..."
Sitting on a boulder, Janice looked at the firelight in the skies. She could no longer hold back her tears.
"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry..."
Luna could not help but feel sad together with Janice, looking at her crying.
Janice cried in the cemetery for a very long time.
Luna accompanied her.
Perhaps, she felt that Luna was trustworthy, also a friend that lost a friend on the same day, so Janice trusted Luna a lot. She cried and recounted Violet’s
past to Luna.
When she finished, it was already nine at night.
Seeing how it was already late, Luna could only help Janice along while comforting her, taking her back to the hotel by taxi.
"My husband should be back at the hotel already at this hour." Getting into the taxi, Janice took a deep breath and said in a suppressed tone.
"Later if you see my husband, please don't tell him about this."
Luna nodded. "Your husband, he..."
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