Shane Winchester was somewhat dissatisfied, wondering how she could be so breezy about the unsaid things.
"Where are you going?"
"Well, I have some business to attend to, but I should make it back for dinner. You and Hankie just wait for me at home."
"Okay, make sure you answer my call." Shane Winchester worriedly instructed.
"Got it." Riley Sully didn't share his concerns, and hung up the phone directly.
After hanging up, Riley Sully looked at the note in her hand, closed the flower shop, picked up a bouquet of white roses, hailed a taxi, and headed straight to the address on the note.
After arriving at the cemetery, threading through quiet, narrow paths, she easily found the tombstone's number. But as she slowed down, her whole body froze in shock upon seeing the name and photo on the tombstone.
Alice Smith.
It turned out her full name was Jackson Sully.
Why... why did she bear such resemblance to her...
