In the morning of this late winter, there were only a few people in the cemetery.

The path in the cemetery had just been cleaned. There was not even a leaf on it.

Although Roger had told me about the area where the tomb Patrick had bought for me was located, he hadn't told me about its exact location.

When I arrived, I realized that the third region was very large.

I wrapped myself tightly in my coat and wandered in this cemetery. It took me almost an hour to finally find the tombstone.

However, the name on it was not mine.

Instead, it was Caroline.

This tombstone was obviously...