We will meet again, my wife

"Yes, it won't change anything."

Rose said, "What are you doing here?"

"I came from time to time. And for your kind information, he was my brother," Roy said.

Rose nodded. She looked at Roy and said, "I meant to say sorry to you."

"Why is that?" Roy asked.

"Because of me, many lives were destroyed. Many dreams shattered. You also lost your brother. Your freedom to choose love."

Roy nodded and said, "True. Because of it, I used to hate you. But you know what, before Levi died he asked me to forgive you. He said it was not your fault. You were deceived. And we should hate those who were deceiving, not the one who fell for it."

"I get it. But you don't have to force yourself to understand me."

"It's the opposite, Rose. You are suffering for the crime you did not do. Not you but all of us. But I can understand your need for time. So I hope you can give yourself the time."

Rose looked at Levi's grave and asked, "Do you think he could forgive me?"