There were only a few large trees shading it. It looked plain and unkempt, with weeds growing all over and no one looking after it.
The grave looked like no one had come to pay their respects.
However, her father, who had once loved her the most, was there!
He had been lying there alone for more than ten years. She had never gone to pay her respects to him because John would not allow it.
"What are you still standing around? We are leaving."
The cemetery was cold and dark, giving Waverly goosebumps. She felt extremely uncomfortable staying there.
She saw that Kathleen was taking her time, so she pushed her into the car.
Kathleen almost fell, but she had not cared. She continued to look through the car window at the barren mountain in the west until it disappeared from her sight.
John's deep gaze fell upon Kathleen in silence for a long time.
