You Really Wanted To Kiss Me?

Ella held a bouquet of lilies in her hands, the gentle breeze often brushing against her face.

The sun had already begun to shine, but the cold air had taken over. Even Ella could see her breath rising on the surface of the air.

Calvin stood right next to Ella. The man silently stared at the tombstone made of stone with the name Laras engraved on it.

A neatly engraved name. The name is enough to make his best friend sad.

"Ella..?" Calvin said. Ella started to wipe something from behind her glasses. 

Calvin was sure that she was hiding her tears. Calvin looked at his own Lily. Slowly he placed it on the grave.

"Do you know what Lily flower means?" Ella asked suddenly, still holding her lily flower wreath, wiping her nose with the back of her hand.

Calvin was silent, not answering Ella's question. The man embraced his best friend, Ella looked so fragile at that time. 

"Are you okay, Ella?" he asked.