In Love, Never Say Never

Jackson sighed as he drove.

Back at Glenwood, I followed the doctor’s instructions with the herbal remedy. Summer began crying again. Jackson said that she’ll cry whenever she’s feeling hungry. But she didn’t seem to enjoy the milk formula very much.

Nick stayed back at the office that night. That presented a dilemma, as he was the handiest with Summer. Without him, Jackson and I were at a loss in regards to her constant crying.

The only thing we could do was to hold her and paced around the room. It wasn’t easy, but we managed to get her down for a nap.

The remedy was ready. I helped myself to a large bowl of it. Jackson stared at me glumly. “The smell alone is bitter enough to make me gag. Are you sure you want to do this?”

I nodded, took a deep breath, pinched my nose, and gulped it all down. It was bitter as hell, and the honey lozenge that Jackson handed me afterward couldn’t have been more welcome.

My stomach wasn’t agreeable, either. It rumbled on and on like a grouchy old dog. I went back into the bedroom and lay down for a bit. Not long after, Nick came home and took Summer and Jackson out for a walk.

I was almost asleep when the phone rang; It was Ashton. I picked up groggily. “What is it?” I mumbled, irritated.

“Come down, we need to talk!” He said in a low voice.

“Can we do this another day? I’m not up for moving much today.” I didn’t feel like having another quarrel again, and I felt that my irritation might just spark one. Besides, another day might give us both time to calm down and talk things through better.

“I’m coming up!”

I…

yelled in a panic. I got up, got dressed,

City wasn’t that harsh. Clad in a wooly sweater and a dark

it?” I repeated. I felt extra prickly today, for some reason. It might be due to the

out his cigarette and flung it into a bin nearby. He straightened up, took

in annoyance. “Say whatever it is you’re here for!” My patience wore thin and I

couldn’t read his

going on!” I shrugged off his coat and handed it back to him. “Besides, I like

I sensed another argument on

voice. “Don’t you know that? Do you think it’s appropriate for

you this before. If you’re not happy with this arrangement, I’m happy to sign the divorce papers

hurt. “Is our marriage a joke to you? Have you become so comfortable in flinging

is! It’s a joke! So, Ashton, when are you going to

After a long while, he tightened his grip around my arm and flung me into the backseat of his car, with strength and roughness that

retaliate. Before I could sit upright, he

countless red lights. At breakneck speed, we arrived at his

was still in a daze when Ashton yanked me out of the

on his shoulders. I grew dizzy and lost my bearings.

into a bedroom and flung me onto the bed. He climbed on top of me and took off

I bit into his shoulder and held on until I

didn’t know what to

eyes. I couldn’t divorce him, nor could I get rid of him. All