Find Me In Your Labyrinth

It was only after Courtney had left that Estelle started to let her guard down.

In a situation where time had changed and people had moved on, encountering familiar faces can be one of the most intimidating experiences. They would always unintentionally bring up past events, which could be super awkward.

Jonathan poured her some water, “Did that make you uncomfortable?”

Estelle looked up, “No.”

She paused briefly before asking, “Where’s my gun?”

Jonathan frowned slightly, “You’re so attached to your gun, why haven’t you called to ask for it these past few days?”

Estelle didn’t answer.

“So,” Jonathan looked deeply into her eyes, “You actually feel secure about leaving your gun with me, don’t you?”

Estelle’s heart skipped a beat, understanding the implications of his words. The fact that she entrusted him with her most secretive and least-wanted-to-be-seen item without any concern suggested…

his gaze without hesitation and slowly said, “I think, Mr.

raised an eyebrow “Am I a jerk?”

furrowing his brows, he seemed a bit confused, “I’ve only ever loved one

breath, gritted her teeth in secret, and forced out a smile, “Mr. Lamont isn’t a jerk, but it’s

not even know

Lamont, don’t

“I never fail to get what

you can try again this

“Would you like to give it a try with me?”

and

Courtney came in with the food, breaking

brewing. It’ll be ready soon!” Courtney

a gentle smile on her face, “No rush.”

a hint of helplessness, wondering when she would look

didn’t bring up the past. Instead, he changed