(S2) Chapter 67: Gravestone

We came into the emptied garden dome.

Cormelio's journal has been lying dead on the table after I sealed it along with the house. It's meant to be read by a relative but I felt a sudden guiltless urge to read it before. Lanasia turns the page emotionally while she's sitting on the swing bed. "You don't have to feel inadequate. It was you who gave your brother a wonderful purpose in life. And it was to nurture the silver wolf. He didn't regret it in the end, the truth is it made him happier. It's written in his journal. See for yourself."

She drops the book on her lap. "What's the point of suggesting that I read this if you're up to spoiling?"

"Because you're my friend."

"Not quite an answer."

I play a tap on her lap with a smirk. "I'll head out first. Take your time," I bid goodbye.

I finally claimed my moment alone again. The heat of the morning sun refills my hope for today. I came across several villagers on the neat streets and I've been avoiding eye contact until I reac