Caroline's POV:
I thought Master Mary was merely stating the facts, but it only made it more challenging for my father to accept.
His former beloved was already dead, but her memories after death had been so wantonly tampered with and defiled. It wasn't his fault, but he felt guilty about Anna, and every detail about her was now filled with his belated remorse.
He found it difficult to face even if it was just a creation with Anna's ghost.
He tightly held onto the strand of hair, breathing heavily and staring fixedly at a point in the air as if someone there had captured his undivided attention.
What illusions did he see? The sweetness of being affectionate with his former lover? Her sincere confessions before her death? Or perhaps it was the ghost of several decades angrily reproaching him for his heartlessness?
