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.

poker face the whole time.

started it up and left. Peeping at Estelle’s tense face, he

car left the neighbourhood, heading to the

passing scenery outside the window, she

the smile on his face vanished, replaced by a cold and distant look. “You want a divorce to be with

to look at him, “Yes, I’ve decided to

“Say that again!”

suddenly leaned in, grabbed her chin, his lips pressed 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

hand on her chin tightened, and he suddenly leaned in

chin held tight, all she could do was lift her hand

the seat, his body pressing closer, wedging her between the seat back and his chest, kissing her passionately.

with Manley at Gwen’s birthday party,

up with her coldness, her declaration of not loving him anymore, her attempts to draw a line between them, her ambiguous relationship with Manley. And