‘We’re all fine now, don’t worry.’
Who was the ‘we’ referred to in the email?
No matter how hard she thought about it, she still could not figure out the answer, so she sent a reply
tentatively.
“Who are you?“
There was no response.
Her email was sent out, but like a stone throw into the middle of the ocean, there was no further
response.
Luna waited for the other party to reply for more than an hour, and finally, when she almost fell asleep,
the notification beep on her laptop sounded again.
This time the other party sent her an email using a different email address. ‘The person you miss day
dearly.’
Luna frowned fiercely at the sentence.
The person she missed dearly? There was no one whom she missed dearly. If she had to name
someone whom she missed dearly… There was no one else but Neil. But Neil was dead…
She closed her eyes, treated the email as a prank, deleted it, and turned off the computer.
Because of this email, she was reminded of Neil again.
The woman lay on the bed and stared up at the ceiling. As soon as she closed her eyes, all she could
see was Neil’s lovely face.
He looked exactly the same as Nigel. But the look in their eyes, their speech patterns, and the
expressions on their face were never the same.
It was difficult for outsiders to distinguish the triplets, especially the two boys, but with just one glance,
she could easily tell them apart.
Neil was the little sun of their family. Wherever he was, that place would be filled with sunshine and
laughter.
But now…… Their little sun was gone. Nigel who had always been quiet, turned even quieter. Even
Nellie, who used to chatter non -stop was diagnosed with autism.
Luna closed her eyes, tears slipping down her cheeks silently.
How nice would it be if Neil had not died… Early the next morning.
The first thing Luna did after she woke up was to ask the driver to drive her to Neil’s empty tomb.
Since Neil died, she had been busy with work and Nigel’s surgery. She thought that when she kept
herself busy, she could forget the pain of losing her child, the pain of Neil leaving her.
But she was wrong. Some wounds were engraved onto her heart, no matter how busy she kept herself,
she could never forget the pain they brought her.
The email last night triggered the pain buried deep within her. Once the gates were open, her grieve
and longing for her son rushed out like water enclosed in a dam.
She had to go to Neil and talk to him, only then would she feel better.
Luna held the food and drinks that she knew Neil liked and a large bouquet of flowers and stepped into
the cemetery.
It still looked the same as when she last came here with Joshua. But…
She glanced at the bouquet of dry flowers in front of the tombstone and frowned slightly.
Who laid these flowers here?
She clearly remembered that it was raining heavily the last time she came, she did not bring any
flowers here either.
Besides…
The flowers were a bouquet of baby’s breath.
Neil had mentioned clearly before that he did not like baby’s breath, he said they did not stand out, did
not shine brightly, therefore they did not fit his personality.
Luna narrowed her eyes.
Since Neil died, she had not visited this place again, Joshua on the other hand, was busy with his new
relationship, this dead son of his would most definitely have slipped his mind.
..Who laid these flowers here?
She furrowed her eyebrows and walked forward, finding a dried-out card in the middle of the bouquet.
The contents of the card made her stiffen instantly. It read, ‘Congratulations on obtaining the sweet
release of death. Aura Gibson.’
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