Chapter 11

Xander buried Emma and me together.

Every few days, he would come visit our grave.

But he did not look well. His appearance had become gaunt and haggard.

Every time Emma saw him, she would glance over to see how I reacted.

I was angry with him.

I blamed him for not telling me about the promise he made to Haley’s father before I died, which left me miserable and led to this tragic separation.

I also blamed him for choosing that day to take Emma to see his home, which resulted in her losing her life before she had a chance to grow up and see the world.

I resented him, but I also could not bear to see him like this.

So, I did not want him visiting us anymore.

Out of sight, out of mind.

Maybe heaven heard my wish, because Xander did not come for two weeks.

I enjoyed the peace, but Emma was disappointed.

I knew this child always longed for her father’s love.

Finally, Xander came again.

This time, he knelt before our grave.

I wanted him to get up.

I