A Moment in Destiny

"Tired?" Marley sneered, “Today, Jemima kissed me, which is the same as Ernie kissing you! I know how you feel! But don't go too far! I told you it was an accident, and it’ll never happen again.”

His voice grew louder and his face suddenly changed. He stared at her with cold eyes, making Sylvie shudder.

She looked up at Marley who was mad and asked, "Marley, OK! Let's talk. What do you want to talk about? Let's talk about it now!"

She was really tired. Why did he have to talk to her? She didn't feel like talking about it at all! She was exhausted and was not in a mood to talk.

Marley was suddenly in a trance, not knowing what to say.

"Marley, you can't forget Jemima, can you?" Although Sylvie's voice was very soft, Marley was shocked.

In an instant, countless pieces of memories began to emerge in his mind. Although it was no longer as painful as before, it still hurt. “Sylvie, I’m over Jemima!"

"This afternoon, you left me and went after her. At that moment, I felt that you really couldn't get over her! You were so flustered when chasing after her.” She added, "Besides, you’re getting more emotional. I don’t think you are immature, but you’re not used to a world without Jemima!"

When Marley found that he was angry again, he realized that Sylvie had misunderstood his expression, so he sighed and said, "If I say that I am angry because of you, will you believe it?"

"I don't know!" Should she believe? At the bottom of her heart, a sense of sadness was surging over. She asked, “Do you think I should believe it?"

"Why don't you believe it?"

"Because you have lived with Jemima for five years, and you have been together for a long time!" she said.

"I..."

"Marley, do you love me?" Sylvie asked.

She knew she would believe him if he answered her. But he hesitated, and just a moment of hesitation, Sylvie knew that he loved Jemima.

A wave of silence and sadness emerged from the bottom of her heart as if to annihilate her consciousness.

In Marley's heart, Jemima had always occupied an important position, which she couldn’t pry into. After all, Jemima was the one who had lived with him for five years.

She was naive enough to think that after so many things, she was the most important in Marley's mind, but she was wrong. She regretted asking the question the moment he hesitated.

Marley also hesitated. Did he love Sylvie?

He never thought about it!

sound of blood dripping from her heart. Her face turned suddenly pale! So, in any case, she

was not difficult to answer, but he hesitated, which could only prove that the person he loved

stuffy that she was going to

She said, "I know you don't love me, and the one you always love is Jemima! In this case, why should we give each other a hard time? Marley, I'm

bore the broken heartache. She managed a

and forcefully. He didn't know what

and her loneliness at

with him. On the one hand, he didn't want to make Sylvie sad, but when she asked him

control the inexplicable irritability and contradiction in his heart. He lay down and said in a

No more talking.

falling asleep although she was very tired,

hour, she was still

restless and couldn't sleep. He wanted to turn over in bed but was afraid of waking Sylvie. He got

her eyes and

to the bar of the hotel for a drink to take a

slammed, and Sylvie's heart

feebly on the bed, holding the

beautiful eyes were

all around. She turned off all the lights in the room and wrapped her vulnerability in the dark.

She was alone!

what

Marley, she knew the result for a long time, didn't

with the pain in her

the hotel room, was still very upset. He wanted to have a

door opened, Sylvie lay on the bed and closed her

bed, holding the quilt tightly, just like a child. It seemed that only the quilt

turned off, and only some of the light was on outside the hotel. Fragmented light

whose eyes were closed and there were

trying to caress her soft body and hold her

her tears, he hesitated. He lay down beside her, gently wrapped her around. Sylvie suddenly tensed every muscle

tension and knew that she was not asleep. He gently pulled her

his slender fingers, and his tone was

pair of dark eyes just

angrily. Her voice was hoarse

she bit her lips, trying to suppress