Throughout this time, Bernard Taylor never let go of Avery Graham's hand. Later, he took the lead in kneeling down, urging Avery to do the same, and he introduced her, "Avery, this is Violet Orson."
"Yes, Violet Orson, hello, my name is Avery Graham." Avery nodded solemnly as she introduced herself to Violet's photograph.
Violet Orson's face bore a tranquil smile as she looked on at those standing before her, gazing at the world.
"Violet, this is Avery, the happiness I wish to pursue for the rest of my life. Today, I brought her to meet you and so that you can see her too. With her by my side, I will be very happy, so there's no need for you to worry about me anymore. We will live a good life." His simple words felt like a declaration, and even more, a promise.
"..." Avery just watched Bernard and then turned to look at Violet's tombstone.
