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…

and slowly said, “I think, Mr. Lamont isn’t that much of a

“Am I a jerk?”

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

in secret, and forced out a smile, “Mr. Lamont isn’t a jerk, but it’s a pity that the person you like

likes me or not, she might not even

“Mr. Lamont, don’t be

to

try again

you like to

choked up and couldn’t respond immediately.

then, Courtney came in with the food, breaking the

brewing. It’ll be ready soon!” Courtney said cheerfully.

smile on

bright eyes and couldn’t help but smile. He felt a hint of helplessness, wondering when she would look at him like that

so he didn’t bring up the past. Instead, he changed the subject, “Is Emily’s mom feeling better?”