"Why must you be so stubborn, Michel? He was trembling the day before. I believe he found it out." Elizabeth spoke while standing in front of a hologram in her room. Her eyes were red and swollen with tears, and she bit her lower lip.
When she expected a response from the man in the hologram, she received none. He was a tall man dressed in a black suit. His features resembled Mike's, but he was far too pale. And his powerful body, combined with his tall stature, made him exceedingly attractive. Other than Michel, he was well-known.
"Michael, hurry up! Accept the fact that our son is no longer alive. But he's still here. I know celestial treats souls as their frightened riches, which they must never forget to train. But, just take it, okay?"