After a few seconds of silence, Gale said, "But, this will be destroyed tomorrow."

"Yes, because you're back."

"But…" Gale turned around and looked at him. "I'm back. I'm still alive. It still doesn't mean that I'll stay by your side and listen to you talk about your day."

Shawn pursed his lips.

A sliver of pain surfaced from his heart, slowly creeping across his whole body.

He understood what she meant.

She would go. She should leave.

Everything he had would still just be that grave!

Gale said, "Don't get rid of it. Shawn, just act like I'm actually dead like I won't appear anymore."

That way, when he was frustrated, he could still stand there.

It would be a way to remember her.

"I know you'll leave." Shawn's voice was quite calm, but one could hear that it was trembling upon closer inspection. "But Galey, since you're alive, we have to get rid of it."

"Why?"

"It's unlucky. I'll say it again. I want you to be safe and happy, to live a long life," Shawn answered.

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