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.

a poker face the whole time.

and left. Peeping at Estelle’s

left the neighbourhood, heading to

window, she said faintly, “Jonathan, let’s get the divorce

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

turned to look at him, “Yes, I’ve decided to

“Say that again!”

“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 yourself!”

been fed up with tolerating Jonathan’s voice fell, his hand on her chin tightened, and he suddenly

chin held tight, all she could

man grabbed her wrist, pinned it to the seat, his body pressing closer, wedging her between the seat back

showed up with Manley at Gwen’s

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