Rosalyn didn't cry, but in Eric's eyes, that was even harder to bear than tears.He understood that feeling. When grief reached its breaking point, even tears failed. It was not that she had none left. She was holding it all back.Julia's funeral was simple, with only a few old friends from the nursing home attending.Wendy was there that day too. She brought white lilies for Julia.When the service ended, and Julia was laid to rest, the woman who had accompanied Rosalyn through her childhood became nothing more than a cold tombstone.It wasn't just Rosalyn. Even Eric felt as if something had been stolen from his chest, leaving it hollow.He looked at Rosalyn and wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say."You should go back. I want to stay with Julia for a while," Rosalyn said. Her voice was calm in an unsettling way.He didn't want to leave her alone, but he knew she needed this moment to say her final goodbye."I'll wait for you down there," he said. His hand
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