"What the hell, Kathryn? You're acting weird again. What is that?" Ashton asked, confused.

I held his gaze steadily as I slowly lifted the lid of the chest. Inside was a delicate vase, lovingly encircled by an arrangement of dried flowers.

The shock on Ashton's face was obvious.

After a long, painful silence, I said it, my voice filled with bitter sarcasm. "Go on, Ashton. Take Bryan's ashes to the Golden Land Amusement Park, just like you promised."