(Author's POV)
"Did Mr. Larson~ …. did he really~ …." Myra's voice cracked as she struggled to say that ineffable word. Not just her hand that was holding the receiver was trembling, but her entire body shivered in that moment. The news was so shocking, she felt like someone had really gouged her organs out.
For Myra, Jacob Larson was someone she really admired from the depths of her heart. Not in a romantic sense, instead she looked upto him and wanted to follow his path. Ever since she got to know that the scholarship program was sponsored by him, she started esteeming him. His achievements, his wisdom, she wanted to be like him.
Even at the banquet, she was most excited to meet Jacob, her and her family's saviour, who gave her not just a mere chance, but a lifetime opportunity to turn her life around. And unlike some people, it wasn't an act of charity or pity.
But hearing Wendy say that he was dead made her feel like she was struck by a thunderbolt.
