Death Guns In Another World

''Oh! It's time.'' Smith's voice rang out, forcing Alex to look in his direction.Â

In Smith's hands was a picture of an ordinary-looking woman; she had long black hair and brown eyes with a mole on her lower lip. Sera's mother.

''She is Clementine, the woman I love the most. Unfortunately, she died, leaving me with a wonderful daughter I'd do anything for. So, hear my words, if you ever made her suffer, no matter where you're, I'll come at you and kill you, understood?"Â

''Don't worry, father-in-law, I promise you that I'll look after her and protect her,'' Alex replied with a smile.Â

''Good. You should get going.'' Smith said before telling Alex where he should go.Â

Alex nodded before leaving.Â

Smith sat in silence; he caressed Clementine's picture lovingly.Â

''Clementine, our daughter, has grown up. She even found herself a good man. You would like him if you were here. He is everything one will wish for, so don't worry, our daughter will not suffer. I missed you so much; I wish you could be here. Sigh! I'll not cry. I hope you still have that letter I wrote you, and you are reading it over there. Know this my love for you will never stop.''Â

Saying this, Smith took out a worn-out letter and read the content.Â

[I love you like you're the last of my kind. It is as if you speak the same language as I, yet no other is able. To be around you is like finally not being alone - as if all my life I've been isolated, in a windowless room, in a doorless room... and then suddenly you walk in as if strolling over a summer meadow. How is it that you are so much more than sunshine? How is it you breathe life when no other can? Why is it you are my medicine? Who could love me more than you? So, my love, know this - while I breathe, I am yours in mind, body, and soul.]Â

This letter was what Smith used as a present when his wife became pregnant with Sera. Meeting Clementine was one of the most incredible things that had ever happened to him. He loved her for his simple she was, and she loved him for how simple he was; he accepted her and wholeheartedly loved her until she died, and until now, he continued to love her.Â

'I will always love you.' A small voice reached Smith's ears, and he smiled. He knew he must be hallucinating, hearing his dead wife's voice, but it didn't matter as she said she loved him.Â

''Let's rest for today,'' Smith said before closing the store.

••••••

In a private space owned by the Wexon family was a grave, the grave of Clementine Wexon.Â

''Hah! Hah! I hope I'm not late.'' Sera, who had been running here, was slightly out of breath; just as she was about to see her mother's grave, she stopped.Â

''Huh! There is someone there.'' She said and strode toward the grave.Â

''Alex?"Â

Sera was pleasantly surprised to see Alex here as she had never thought he would be here.Â

''Welcome back, Sera. I have been waiting for you. Come on, let's greet mother together.'' Alex said while holding the White Lily her mother loved the most.Â

Sera froze; she was overwhelmed by emotions. Never would she have expected Alex to do this; he even when to the extent of calling her mother his mother. This means a lot.Â

Crack!Â

Something cracked within her; it was the shell surrounding her heart; unknowingly, Alex had managed to break it and engraved himself deeper into her heart. From this moment onward, Sera, who had never loved a man before, knew she had begun to love one. Love is a wonderful emotion; it makes one see the other party differently.Â

For some, Alex's actions might have appeared simple, not worth a lot, but to Sera, it showed that he genuinely cared for her. He left everything he had been doing to be here, at this moment, with the flower her mother loved, and he even acknowledged her mother as his.Â

Sometimes the simple gestures are the one that makes a woman fall for you. Unknowingly, Alex had opened the door of Sera's heart by being present here today.Â

''Yes, I'm coming.'' Sera smiled and walked toward Alex.

'Mother, I've found the right one. I will love him like you loved father.' Sera murmured.Â

Meanwhile, Alex, who saw Sera's smile, was captivated. Her smile was one of happiness growing, much as a spring flower opens. He could see how it came from deep inside to light her eyes and spread into every part of her. A person smiles with more than their mouth, and Alex heard it in her voice, in the choice of her words, and in the way she relaxed. It was beautiful, fantastic.Â

Side by side, the two stood in silence and prayed. A few minutes later, they left the flowers they had brought in front of the grave.Â

''Mother, this is my first time here. I promise to visit often. I'm in love with your daughter. She was the first girl from this world I wished to pursue. I'm a selfish man with many women, but she still agreed to give me a chance. As a mother, you might not like this, but I beg you to give her to me. I love each one of them as I love my life. That means I would defend her with my life even if the odds were insurmountable. It means I will comfort her in difficult and painful times. It means I will dance and rejoice with her when times are good. It means I will never betray her, never give up on her. It means finding my fire when she, my loved one, is threatened. I will forgive her when she errs. I will always be there for you, so mother, give your daughter to me.''Â

Sera covered her mouth, and a warm feeling spread through her body upon hearing Alex's declaration.Â

As if acknowledging Alex's words, a gentle breeze caressed their faces, and two birds flew above their heads before stopping in front of them for a moment before flying away.Â

Alex smiled when he saw this.Â

''It seems that mother accepted me. What will you do, Sera? Will you go out with me?"Â

In front of her mother's grave, he asked as if he wished for her to be their witness.Â

''Yes.''Â