As James was about to reach her, she turned around, her face adorned with a bittersweet smile—the same face that had haunted James for the last five years.
"I'm sorry for your loss, James..." Before going to a black Mercedes waiting for her outside the cemetery.
Shocked to the core of his being, James stood frozen, unable to utter a word. He was still dazed when his family came, and his father, Chairman Jones, tapped him on the shoulder to get his attention.
"Are you alright, son?"
"Huh! Oh, father..." James was about to inform Chairman Jones of what just happened. But changed his mind. He's afraid that his father would think he's hallucinating, just like before when he sometimes talked to himself as if he was speaking to Ava...
