Chapter 30: Death
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“He’s dead, isn’t he? And now you’re searching for something to hold onto as he’s no longer with us.” Garret looked like a truly clueless man, like someone who wouldn’t be able to tell left from right and yet… he managed to read me so clearly without much effort.
“Yes, a few years back…” I confirmed he was dead but refused to speak on anything else.
“I see…” I thought Garret would be a colder and more indifferent man. Though my father’s journal he had described him as someone that rarely had a change of expression.
Yet the man in front of me was smiling ever so bitterly as if he had many regrets in his life but was aware he could not change anything now.
“You didn’t know?” I asked him.
Garret shook his head. “I’m sure he wouldn’t have wanted me to know. I was
