#Chapter41

I kneel down and trace my fingers on the words ..The roughness of the rock felt my fingers .

Keeping the bouquet of lavenders on the grave I let my tears fall .

"I remember you telling me what love means , I remember how you always told me to be kind , to have a soft heart , have virtues , but you never told me how to use them mother "

I wipe my tear .

"I don't know whether I can use your teachings to change one’s life , I am to be married to Roman the man who I fear ....fear that he might kill...