Love Began with the First Meeting

Brian frowned at Molly's upset face. It was obvious that Molly would have rather fallen into a heap than be helped up by him.

"Mol?" He gazed into Molly's eyes as he made a promise, "Whoever did this to Mark, I'm going to make sure he pays. Do you trust that I'll do that? Do you trust me?"

Molly sneered because for her these were just mere empty words. 'What do you want to do? Play a game on how much I trust you? Stupid!'

"Brian, are you actually hesitating because of her? Am I hearing this right?" Tears streamed down her face as she spoke—some even getting in her mouth. The bitter taste made her flinch. It seemed that Molly had lost all her trust on Brian. She continued, "I guess, I'm wrong again like I've always been." Brian still wanted to talk this over with Molly but as he was about to speak, Molly suddenly turned her head towards Becky.

A surge of emotions flashed across Becky's eyes—so fast that even Brian and Eric weren't able to catch it. They just both merely responded to Molly staring at Becky.

Molly glared at Becky—not saying a word. But in her silence, her anguish ate her up. Every time she finally chose to have hope and believe, reality comes swooping up to remind her that no, she was wrong to hope and believe. And this was exactly what happened today. She was drowning in despair and Brian extinguished her only ray of hope. She took a long and deep breath and spoke slowly, choosing each word carefully, "Becky, congratulations. You win." She pushed Eric away who still had his arm stretched out to help her balance. Then she turned and left without another word.

he

air, someone would push him down again - as if they wanted him to suffer first before being killed. He really wanted to know what happened but every time he tried, he came

"Brian-"

just said, "I chose to believe you but that doesn't mean we're getting back together or you can ask something from me. And this is the last time I'm trusting you. And one last thing, don't you ever do anything to anger me. I will stop at nothing. I can easily arrange for something that will make you

going to be the last time

running down her face. She felt like a blackhole of pain. She had difficulty breathing and she didn't know what she should do to make herself feel better. A million things were running through her mind she was almost going crazy. Not to mention the pangs of pain shooting

Her hot tears soaked up Eric's shirt which he didn't mind - he just wanted to be there for her. Eric clenched his teeth as he listened to Molly bawl - his eyes were filled with so much rage it was as if he was smoking up and ready to explode

with Mark's illness, Brian believing Becky, and even just the mere fact of seeing Becky again. 'Molly,

don't care whether Brian trusts Becky or not.

just for her. Molly could hear how loud Eric was grinding his teeth. Then Molly rose her head slowly and looked at Eric through her tear-filled eyes. Her face wrestled to smile but it looked nothing short of anguished then she spoke, "Is there any way that Mark comes out of this whole thing