Find Me In Your Labyrinth

Estelle was taken aback, her cheeks flushed, and she snapped, “Jonathan!”

“You look cute even when you’re ticked off. Stop moping around, it’s getting on my nerves!” Jonathan scoffed, “Get in the car already!”

Estelle just walked past his car still heading forward.

Jonathan sighed, got out of the car and caught up to her in a few steps, grabbing her arm. “Where do you think you’re going?”

Estelle shook off his hand, trying to push him away.

Jonathan held on to her tightly. “You want to start a fight right here?”

Estelle glanced at the passersby, as well as their neighbours, suddenly froze, and let Jonathan lead her back to the car by the wrist.

Jonathan opened the passenger door, settled her in the seat, and even buckled her up.

face the whole

and left. Peeping at Estelle’s tense face, he couldn’t

car left the neighbourhood, heading to the Lamont

passing scenery outside the window, she said faintly, “Jonathan, let’s get the divorce over

pulled over to the side of the road. He turned to Estelle, the smile on his face vanished, replaced by a cold and distant look. “You want

look at him, “Yes, I’ve decided to be

“Say that again!”

tight, clear anger flashing in his eyes, “You’re aware that I’ve been putting up with you, right?” Estelle looked at him coldly, “No one needs your tolerance, you don’t have to trouble

tolerating Jonathan’s voice fell, his hand on her chin tightened, and he suddenly leaned in for a harsh kiss.

chin held tight, all she could do was lift her

body pressing closer, wedging her between the seat

with Manley at Gwen’s birthday party, he’d

coldness, her declaration of not loving him anymore, her attempts to draw a line between them, her ambiguous relationship