In mid-May, Mr. Jasper Sr. returned from his overseas trip to attend the funerals of Mrs. Jasper Sr. and James.
The service was held on May 17.
That day, the sky was overcast, heavy with leaden clouds. The air was thick and stifling.
About fifteen kilometers north of the Jasper estate lay a private family cemetery. Generations of the Jasper family had been buried there. Rows of gravestones stood silently, like sentinels guarding the passage of time, bearing witness to lives long gone.
Two new headstones had just been placed, each etched with the name, birth date, and date of passing of the deceased.
Mourners dressed in black moved quietly through the stillness, their faces solemn with grief.
The headstones were arranged one above the other, a reflection of their generational order. Around them were wreaths and bouquets of fresh flowers.
The service began. The minister’s voice was calm and solemn, leading everyone in prayer and remembrance.
Heads bowed. Silence fell.
Time seemed to slow, heavy with sorrow.
Finally, it was time to say goodbye.
One by one, the mourners stepped forward to lay white lilies at the foot of the graves.
Despite the past tensions between their families, Desmond and Xena came to pay their respects. They each placed their flowers down and quietly offered condolences to the three members of the Jasper family standing nearby.
After the service ended, a young woman in a black dress, with a white flower pinned in her hair, slowly approached.
“I’m so sorry for your loss, Mr. Jasper Sr. and Mrs. Gibson.”
Mr. Jasper Sr. gave a small nod in response.
Lilian offered a faint smile. “Thank you for coming, Megan.”
After greeting the elders, the woman turned her gaze toward the man standing off to the side. His face was expressionless, cold.
Her eyes softened as she looked at him. “Sean.”
Sean gave a slight nod, his voice polite but distant. “Thank you for coming back for my father and grandmother’s funeral.”
Megan Stone looked at him quietly, a flicker of emotion in her eyes. “My condolences.”
Sean gave a short reply and turned his gaze away. It was clear he didn’t intend to continue the conversation.
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