Upon reaching the place and getting out of the car, Scarlett could see tombstones spread out endlessly. Each tombstone represented a once vibrant life, but after death, all that remained was a photo on their tombstone, their only means to remind the living of their past laughter and voices.
At noontime, during the sweltering heat, Scarlett Glenn's eyes squinted against the sunlight. The dandelion in her hand withered after being detached from the soil.
Scarlett glanced at the vast expanse of the cemetery, then took a look at Dylan Young without hurrying him.
Dylan did not get out of the car. His hand trembled uncontrollably. His throat seemed to be stuffed with a long thorn. He sought Scarlett, praying that she could provide him with the slightest glimmer of hope, but… but…
There's no such mercy in this world.
