Funeral

Everything Yanyu knew and held dear to her heart meant nothing. She couldn't keep her eyes off her uncle's corpse. It was Yuzuko's idea to hold a funeral. Uncle Fan had walked Yanyu down the aisle yesterday, it seemed only fit for her to put him to rest in a dignified manner. Uncle Fan had always known how to make the best out of everything even with the little they had, and compared to others in her country, Yanyu actually had a lot.

The little apartment Yanyu and Fan lived in for all their lives, had a balcony looking over the Oriental Pearl Tower. Tourists paid hundreds of dollars just to wake up to its view. Yanyu always wanted a big island by herself with Chang-Hoon. Now she had Chang-Hoon as a husband, she wanted the old days back. She wanted

There could have only been one person responsible. It seemed convenient that Mariangela was swept up for a show after his death. Bobby, a catholic priest had conducted the service in the Buddist room of the temple.