In Love, Never Say Never

In the end, I pulled the blanket over my face and shut myself off.

Cameron and Zachary rushed over and were met with the sight of a dejected Ashton standing by the bed.

The older woman turned her attention to me. “Why did you vomit blood? Were they able to find out the cause?”

I did not answer, as I had neither the strength nor the desire to.

Ashton looked at them but continued to keep mum. It was the beginning of a prolonged silence.

In the days that followed, Ashton, Cameron, and Zachary all visited in turn. It was as though they had a mutual agreement to maintain the placidity.

As it was not any serious affliction, I was discharged after three days.

Ashton came to fetch me and brought me to the villa.

The quietude almost felt like second nature to me. One look at everything in the bedroom had me feeling what a joke this life of mine had been.

I did not have much that I needed to take with me, as everything that came into my possession since my marriage into the Fullers was purchased by Ashton. Apart from my identity card and graduation certificate, I had practically brought nothing along.

“It’s already late and won’t be safe for you to go out now. You should rest for today.” Ashton reached out from behind me and held down the hand I was packing with.

pursed, I withdrew and regarded him staidly. “That won’t be necessary.

down this path, Scarlett? It doesn’t

come

expression was wrenched in despondency

bring back my child and Macy, I’d gladly accept your apology.” To believe that a simple apology could erase his sins was sheer

drizzle tapped icily against the other side of the fogged-up windows as I took my luggage from his

bedroom behind and stepped outside the doorway, I breathed a sigh of relief. At long last, it

in. With his hair cropped short, he looked energetic as he

looked me straight in the

was by the entrance to the house as I got into

was goodbye, and

gone far, yet he remained where he was. His tall and slender frame

so bad that it

in my hand. “At times, even when the flesh wounds

I not able to let

my child to learning about Macy’s death—I kept searching for excuses. I heaped my hatred

and unable to look out for Macy. He took care of Rebecca out of a sense of obligation and responsibility. That was what I kept telling myself—over

was not that petty. I could have accepted everything if

because he knew that Cameron and Zachary were my parents. I did not hate him for not telling me. Neither did I hate him