Chapter 19

The housekeeper shook her head cluelessly. "I don't know. No one dares to look at all." When Jonathan heard that, he became more anxious instantly. So, he rushed up the stairs and knocked on the bedroom door. Seeing how no one was opening the door, he decided to kick it open and rushed into the room with Monica. After that, they saw Silas, who was unbothered by the huge commotion with the door. Sitting at his desk with his back facing his parents, he was writing on a piece of paper like a machine working nonstop. There was even a book that was already full of words next to his hand. When Jonathan and Monica got closer to take a look, they were shocked. It turned out that Silas had been writing the same sentence over and over again. "It's my fault, Elodie." That simple sentence had covered the entire page, and it seemed like he was venting his pain and regrets through the writing. Monica felt terrible for her son, and she choked out, "Elodie's dead. Even if you torture yourself lik