I stopped by the cemetery.
I don’t even know what I am doing here but somehow, I found myself walking towards where Mr. and Mrs. Fuller are.
I found two baskets of flowers for each of them. The flowers seem fresh so I think it might have only been left here today.
I looked around, hoping to find Graziella somewhere around the area but then, I sighed, defeated.
How can she be here when she scrambled her way out of my reach?
I touched the flowers and imagined Graziella. I must be out of my mind to do this but I found myself talking to the headstones of her parents.
“I’m really sorry for hurting your daughter…” I uttered then a cold wind blew. I swallowed hard. It’s dark and the only light in here is the light from the lamp post.
I shut my eyes tightly.
“I really love your daug
