Don't Cry, My Darling
I'm not worthy of being your husband.
Beside him, Emily looked as if she had aged greatly in an instant.
She caressed the headstone and placed my favorite food in front of it.
"Julie, you've suffered so much. It must have been so painful…"
I stood beside them, and I could feel my soul slowly disappearing.
"Don't cry, Mom. It doesn't hurt at all. I'm going to leave. I hope you and Ansel have a good life."