Madelyn crouched down to look at the bouquet of flowers that had not withered yet, and it looked just like the one she was holding. She wiped her fingers on the tombstone and realized that it was clean, and the weeds around it seemed to have been cleared a few days ago too.

She figured that it could not possibly be her father because he had moved to Sinagora with Jasmine very long ago.

Who could it be then?

There was no picture on the tombstone and only her mother's name, Alicia Wood, was eng