Chapter 8

I stayed at Emma's for several days, feeling groggy and dreamlike in my consciousness.

My phone was on silent early, away from the internet, no worries, no anxiety, nothing to think about, Emma would take care of me.

But these happy days didn't last long.

I'm tanning my sheets and the sun is shining today.

Having just tidied up the house with Emma, Emma was helping Ichi with her bath, dropping lather all over the floor.

A bell interrupted the quiet.

I knew this day would come sooner or later.

As if everything was in slow motion, I watched as Emma put down her Ichi, wiped her hands clean, and then picked up her cell phone, hung it up after a few hmm's, and came over to me.

The air smelled of laundry detergent and the sun was a little harsh.

Emma's face was in the shadows and it was impossible to read her expression.

"Sue ......" Emma said in a heavy tone.

"The police said they found Trevor's body."

I covered my face and slowly crouched down.

Emma gently stroked my back, like Grandma used to comfort me.

I don't know how much time passed before I stood up.

"Go."

The process of claiming the body was simple; as soon as the forensic pathologist on the sidelines lifted the curtain, I saw the swollen face.

Trevor was originally born handsome, but after soaking in the sea for so long, he was hardened into a giant view.

Still, I recognized him instantly, after all those years together, all that time spent together.

Just ......

I couldn't control myself and ran to the side and threw up, Emma, who had been holding it in, ambled over to the trash can and threw up just as furiously as I did.

It was only after the discomfort in my stomach disappeared that I took Emma's paper.

"That's disgusting ......" I murmured.