I was furious and heartbroken that she didn't even want to lose her life for the sake of her work. Later I realized that she was going to an auction.
Even though she was in pain and couldn't stand up straight, she was going to auction for the world's most precious necklace. Esmeralda dedicated it to her sweetheart.
I entered the lock screen password for some reason. After entering the last number, the lock was successfully unlocked. It was Raymond’s birthday. Esmeralda never let me look at her cell phone. She wanted us to leave personal space for each other.
Just after unlocking it, Raymond's bright and handsome smiling face came into my eyes. No wonder Esmeralda's eyes were inexplicably gentle whenever she unlocked her phone. I then opened her photo album in the phone gallery.
I then realized all the names were the same. It was about Raymond Fletcher. I saw Raymond’s pictures when he was ten years old, eleven years old and twenty-five years old.
Each album recorded Raymond's smiling face at different times. None of the thousands of photos belonged to me, not even herself. It was only Raymond Fletcher. Just like her heart, there was only Raymond from the beginning to the end.