“Mr. Nepturen!” She yelled in the midst of busy crowd as she saw the mustache man sorrowfully looking at the ripe red apples.
“Merleona!” He looked at the kid and smiled to hide the sadness in him.
Merleona who’s breathing heavily raised her hand and shows the letter on her hand. Nepturen saw the paper and his feared scenario was confirmed.
Marisa is dead.
The two returned to the river bank where they sat side by side. The young Merleona was silent the whole time as Nepturen tried to cheer her.
“What a bright day! Smile, Merleona!” He beamed as he raised his hand covering his eyes from the blinding ray of sun.
The kid respond was just a silent treatment. She clenched the paper just one last time before handing it to Nepturen.
Without even giving him a glance, he gently took it. The
