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!

from her heart. Her face

difficult to answer, but he hesitated, which could only prove that the

that her chest was so stuffy that she was going to be

Marley's face. At this moment, she chose to close her eyes, turned around to force a smile. She said, "I know you don't love me, and the one you always love is Jemima! In this case, why

voice bore the broken heartache. She managed a smile

manically and forcefully. He didn't know what

and her loneliness at this time

one hand, he didn't want to make Sylvie sad, but when she asked him if he loved her, he hesitated

his fist tightly, trying to control the inexplicable irritability and contradiction in his heart. He

No more talking.

asleep

hour, she was

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

didn't move. She closed her eyes and pretended to

at Sylvie on the bed, and went out as quietly as he could. He wanted to go to the bar of the hotel for

and

and lay feebly on the bed, holding the quilt tightly

and the beautiful eyes were filled with strong loneliness

the room and wrapped her vulnerability in the dark. She was all alone in the strange hotel room in

She was alone!

was what

with Marley, she knew the result for a long time,

the

wanted to have a drink, but he gave

the door opened, Sylvie lay on the bed and

seemed that

only some of the light was on outside the hotel. Fragmented light reflected in and

eyes were closed and there were shallow tears on her small cheek.

as he reached out his hand, trying to caress her soft body and hold her in his

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

that she was not asleep. He gently pulled her over,

slender fingers,

Marley's angular face. The pair of dark eyes just like the night had a look that

Her voice was hoarse

her lips,