Bella shook her head with red eyes, turning her gaze away from him.
This was, after all, a rented house. The landlord was already being considerate by allowing them to set up a funeral altar, and naturally wouldn't agree to let them keep it up for several days.
Bella didn't insist on such formalities. Besides, neither she nor Aunt Sienna had many friends, and aside from Sharon and the others, no one else attended the funeral.
Bella bought a plot at The West End cemetery, setting up the altar in the morning and laying Aunt Sienna's ashes to rest in the afternoon.
At The West End cemetery, watching the ashes being buried and the tombstone erected, Bella didn't shed a single tear.
She didn't know if it was because she was too heartbroken to cry, or if her tears had simply run dry. Meanwhile, beside her, Ethan was tightly holding her hand, pouting as he wiped his tears.
At some point, a light drizzle began to fall from the sky. After finishing their tasks, the helpers left.
