After speaking, Charlotte Thompson was about to turn and leave, but Justin Battleson quickly grabbed her hand.
Then Justin raised his head to look at Oliver Battleson, causing the action of placing the bouquet in front of the gravestone to come to a halt.
"I wanted to see her..."
Faced with Justin's gaze, Oliver Battleson licked his dry lips nervously.
This time, Justin, although he turned his head away, uttered a soft acknowledgment from his throat.
"Hmm."
Yet this sound was like a heavy hammer pounding in Oliver's mind, making his gaze tremble as he lifted his head.
This was no perfunctory response; it might represent a thaw in their relationship.
"I know she loves white roses."
Oliver's expression was somewhat complex as he tightened the bouquet in his arms, "In the end... I'm the one who wronged her."
They stood in front of the gravestone for a long time, neither of them speaking.
Some emotions don't need to be spoken to be expressed.
