After naming Grace, Marcel locked himself in his room. he didn't want to talk or tell anyone about what he was going through now.

Marcel just sat quietly in the corner of the bed his eyes felt very empty. it was very clear that he was exhausted because his eye bags looked blackened. Marcel only stared at a beautiful picture of his late wife's face that he still brought home after his wife was buried. Because that was all Marcel had. it was the only memory left for Marcel.

"Grace..." Marcel's small lips only continued to play with Grace's name because he still hoped that Grace was only leaving him....