Eleanor tried to speak but found her throat as dry as if it were packed with cotton, unable to utter more than she already had.
Just as she was about to think of something else, she heard two sets of light footsteps approaching from behind.
Turning her head slightly, Eleanor caught a glimpse of the approaching figures. She hurriedly looked away, moving off as they ascended the steps.
The cemetery was very quiet, with only Eleanor and the newly arrived couple present.
As they drew nearer, Eleanor couldn’t help but overhear their conversation.
"It's is getting colder. I wonder if Ella feels the chill."
Upon hearing the name that held deep significance for her, tears instantly welled up in Eleanor's eyes.
She quickly wiped away her tears and tilted her umbrella to shield her face as sh
