The Boundary She Created

Both Marissa and Blake stood in front of each other, the bustling crowd around them fading into the background as they exchanged no words. The air felt heavy with unspoken emotions.

Then, Marissa gestured with her hand, calling Blake to move closer. He leaned in, anticipating her words. In a soft whisper, Marissa said, "Don't you think it's quite low to use late grandma for your own benefit?"

Blake was taken aback for a moment, surprised by her bold accusation. However, as her words sank in, he couldn't help but find the situation slightly comical. He couldn't hold back his laughter. "You think Grandma would see it that way?" he chuckled, glancing at Ruby's portrait that was placed there for the mourners to pay their last respects.