Four years

Four Years later~

A petite blonde-haired woman dressed in black stood in front of a grave tomb, beside her, stood a little boy also dressed in black and he was clinging to the dress of his mother. "Mummy, I wanna p- pee." He stuttered,

"Wait a minute, mummy will be done now." Natalie pleaded and she said her final words to her father. "Arthur, where are you going?." She yelled at the kid who was running off her sight.

"Come back here." She yelled at him.