You’re cold I’ll warm you

Looking at the grave she smiled and reached out to touch it.

Thump!

Helena's heart raced a part of her soul was connected to her grave so whenever some touched it she would feel, she was also

able to hearing what they were saying.

"Hello Slyvian's mother I'm Devany It's very nice to meet your acquaintance, I wish I had known you in person. You must be an amazing person to be able to raise such sons. I bet you must be proud of them. I can tell you love them a lot and they would have been happier if you were here.."

Slyvian? After all these years he finally came to see her and he even brought a woman along.

"Who's that woman..seems like our son had come to visit you once again..."

Deva cleaned the dust from her hands and turned to Slyvian, now it was his turn to talk to his mother.

"Slyvian why don't you say something as well."