Fiona Sutton tightly held onto the ring, sitting there crying continuously.
"It's his, he gave it to me, he really isn't dead, Auntie, Yancy Hastings isn't dead."
Yancy's mother was so surprised that she didn't know what to say, her mouth moved but no words came out.
Her son isn't dead?
Her son isn't dead?
No way, it's impossible!
The old man personally said back then that his death had been confirmed.
"Fiona, are you dreaming?"
Yancy's mother couldn't quite believe what Fiona was saying, after all...
This is no small matter.
"No, this isn't a dream, Auntie, look at the ring."
It's the ring he left behind.
Fiona held it carefully in her palm, tears kept falling.
Yancy Hastings left it behind, he must still be alive, but...
Why didn't he explain clearly?
Why has he disappeared again?
Did something happen that forced him to leave here?
She had countless questions but couldn't find anyone to answer them.
"Fiona, this..."
