"Amos..."
Eudora had dreamt of Amos countless times.
In the dream, he was as gentle as before, holding her hand and looking at the scars on her body with heartache.
She felt as though her heart was being stabbed. She wanted to hug him but could only watch him disappear.
When she woke up from her sleep, she sat on the bed with tears streaming down her face.
There were traces of Amos everywhere in the house. He had once stood in every corner.
How could she not think of him?
Eudora could not fall asleep, so she decided to get up.
She went to the garden to plant flowers alone. She had once said that she wanted to design the courtyard nicely, but her plans got delayed by various matters.
Now that Amos was gone, she still had not fulfilled her promise.
For the first time, Eudora felt t
