Just like that, Fein began to read the letters from the black scroll carefully... In the past few days, he tried hard to distract himself and avoid thinking too much related to Gregory to cope with the depression and emptiness that he was feeling in his heart. He hasn't even stepped out of his room after Gregory's funeral.
As Fein began to read the first sentence, a smile appeared on his face, then turned into a frown, clenched the black scroll tightly, until his eyes slightly turned unfocused.
