Therefore, I chose a silver frame for her photo.
At dawn, I wiped away my tears.
I packed my luggage and was about to go to my hometown.
My dad's grave was there.
When I was about to leave, Ethan went in with Linda, talking and laughing.
Ethan was stunned when he saw me carrying the luggage.
Linda glanced at Ethan and suddenly came to me. She held my luggage and said humbly, "Julissa, I'm sorry. I didn't know it was your wedding yesterday. I felt uncomfortable and wanted to kill myself. I was wrong. Next time, I won't disturb you. It was all my fault. If you want to blame someone, blame me. Don't be angry with Ethan."
As she spoke, she looked pitiful.
I said nothing. For a moment, Linda didn't know what to do next and felt embarrassed.
Ethan gently held Linda's hand. He frowned and scolded me, "That's enough! Why do you like to make such a fuss? She's apologized to you. What else do you want her to do?"
Seeing him, I wanted to laugh. "Didn't I send her the life-saving medicine yesterday? I deserve she do anything to thank me."
Linda's face turned pale.
Seeing that, Ethan became gloomy. "That's enough! It was just a wedding. I'll make up for you, OK?"
What?
I glanced at the photo in my hands.