In Love, Never Say Never

I nodded and took a deep breath. Having calmed down slightly, I asked Hannah, “Where are you now? Send me your address, and I’ll come over right away.”

“OK!’

After we’d ended the call, I found Ashton looking at me anxiously. “What’s going on?”

“I think Hannah’s going into labor. There’s no one with her right now, so I’m going over,” I said, already making a beeline to my wardrobe to change.

When I had finished, I saw Ashton waiting for me at the door with his car keys in hand.

I was startled but had no time to question him. We immediately got into the car and headed off towards the address Hannah had given.

On the way, I began dialing John. None of my calls were successful.

“Why isn’t John picking up?” I fretted.

Ashton continued driving, his eyes fixed serenely on the road. “Don’t get all flustered yet.”

I knew that I had to compose myself but couldn’t keep my hands from shaking. Hannah’s baby was only seven or eight months old. How can she suddenly be going into labor? Something must have gone wrong.

It was precisely at this crucial moment that John had chosen to go missing.

I considered briefly and decided to give Louis a call. It was quiet on his end of the line. Louis’ rich voice came through clearly. “Scarlett, what’s up?”

“Uncle Louis, where’s John? I think Hannah’s going into labor now. Can you reach him?” I asked hurriedly.

Louis paused, then said, “I’ll look into it. How’s Hannah doing?”

my head instinctively, then replied, “I’m still on

with John. Focus on getting Hannah to the hospital as soon as you

down the roads. He wrinkled his brow as if he was ponding over

“What’s wrong?” I prompted.

My car won’t be able to enter. I’ll have to go down to take a look,” he said, immediately parking the car. He swung his legs out and

found Hannah, she was lying in the yard with a puddle of blood forming beneath her. She looked rather dazed and on the

of relief. Then she

wheeled into the ER. It was only then that I let out the breath I’d been holding ever since the

back to look at Ashton, only to see streaks of blood all over his body. His hands

down at his dreadful state.

shock, and I crumpled onto a chair along the hallway.

a miscarriage washed

consoling, “Don’t worry,

had subsided, I remembered my original mission. I took out my phone and called John again. It rang for ages before

Mr. Stovall is currently in the

The voice sounded incredibly

John on the

end for a while. “Are you

annoyed, and my voice hardened.

to have discerned my displeasure. She stuttered, “Ms. Stovall, Mr. Stovall’s really in the shower right now. I’ll

her with a response. I flung

survived that sudden bout of violence, clattering onto the floor with only a

and retrieved the phone. He deftly extracted the memory card, then casually

dialed Joseph. Joseph arrived in no time