Chapter 58

Anna held her cheek, throbbing from Francesca's slap. She had been slapped before, but it was a different time… and a different kind of slap as well. She knew she deserved that slap. The poor Elias hadn't been healed yet and now had to deal with that.

She gave a deep sigh and stared at the black rocks once again, mumbling the names of those who have died like a poem for the dead. She still wondered how difficult the process was. Just by looking at the first stone, the names almost filled it until its borders.

But the more she went on the different stones, she noticed a significant number of decrease in the names listed on them. Until she read the last one, once again. She noticed there were three names listed on it, the other one was promptly scratched out.

"Elias… Bidlisiw." She read the scratched-out name. "Elias?!" She almost shouted his name outright.