Evelyn was forcibly taken away from the crematorium by Victor.

On the way back, she remained silent, still tightly clutching the little duck in her hand.

"Where are you staying?" Victor asked as he started the car.

"Do you know Zara?" Evelyn suddenly asked.

Victor furrowed his brow. "I don’t know her."

He never cared about other people’s business.

"She was one of the few people who cared about me in ...