Chapter 291 A Funeral

• Crystal muttered to herself, "Honey, I'm drunk, and I think I'm starting to imagine things. Y-you once told me I'm more adorable when I'm drunk, but now you can't see me. I wish you were still here... we could actually have a child together. I'd love a daughter, but a son would be great too..."
• Crystal's voice faltered again, choking with emotion. Her vision blurred with tears.
• "Sorry, honey. I'm really sorry. I should've treated you better... You did so much for me, but I-I didn't do anything for you, I even made you sleep on the floor... If you were still alive, I'd make sure you had the bed..."