Stuck in you

Jonathan shook his head with a smile.

After a while, as Tracy was about to fall asleep, she suddenly heard her husband calling out her name.

She opened her eyes and frowned. "What's wrong?"

There was long silence before he finally spoke again. "Jack and Rachel are incredibly troublesome."

It turned out that he was also concerned for them. Tracy's heart rose uneasily as her sleepiness dissipated.

The old man sighed. "Well, we can just agree to let them divorce if they truly wouldn't get along with each other."

Her eyes widened. "What? Are you sure?"

"What else can I do?" Jonathan shrugged helplessly. "He isn't young anymore. He might as well do what he likes."

The woman gaped at him. Her mouth opened and closed like a fish blubbering for water.

"Besides, Rachel is already a grown woman." He smiled. "We're using him to make up for her loss, but look at the way he treats her.

Don't you think it's just plain torture? Doesn't she deserve better?"

Tracy pursed her lips and tilted her head. "Do you know something?"

"What? No." He shrugged. "I just thought about it now. Let them handle their own matters. They're not children anymore."

"That's true." Tracy sighed. It was much easier to tell Jack what to do when he was much younger.

In the hospital, Rachel moved under her sheets. "I can't sleep," she uttered.

Hearing her words, Jack couldn't bear to lie down anymore. He sat up and looked around, only to see her lying quietly.

Her eyes were as black as night.

As the rain splattered against the window pane, Jack pushed aside his quilt and got out of bed. He quickly fetched her a cup of warm water.

Rachel shook her head, implying that she didn't want to drink it later. He set it on the bedside table.

"What's wrong?"

After a moment's silence, her fingers fidgeted.

She hesitated at first before replying, "Every time I close my eyes, I feel scared."

Jack's heart ached at her words. He quickly sat on the edge of the bed and reached out his hand. He smoothed over the messy strands of her hair.

"I can't sleep either. What are you thinking about? Talk to me."

Rachel tilted her head. "You can't sleep either?"

Something flashed in his eyes. His gaze quickly fell on her lips.

answering her, he said, "Your lips

"What?"

out a cotton bud from one of the hospital's drawers. Without missing a beat, he poured it with water and dabbed

no need. I want

the cotton bud on

the headboard and let his arm support her head.

he put away the glass,

bed didn't suit his tall height, he had to curl one of his legs just because he was afraid that he might press

body, so he

a way,

to sit beside me? Didn't you hear what the nurse

she teased.

did."

I'm here while no one's around to scold me." He

be surprised by his

your wound

raised her hand to touch the bandage wrapped around her head. She smiled

wound on her head, they needed to

she woke up that day, Jack's

had forgotten what he

in her

couldn't connect things together. It was partly due to her exhaustion. Her

and did. Her fingertips grew cold as she pulled the hem of her clothes. She wanted to ask him,

thought that she was just uneasy from not being able to

he asked, gazing down

show of affection, she tried to withdraw her hand, but he didn't

gave up soon

wrong? You look

scrunched up her eyebrows as she tried to remember

for my

soon as I close my eyes, I feel

sleeping pills, she couldn't go

of being suppressed under the rubble appeared

eyes immediately as her heartbeat raced in

more to her fear. Whenever she turned her head, she could smell the

the lamp couldn't soothe her

"Give me a minute."

he let go of her hand

the bed. The bed wasn't that narrow, so he didn't

it was enough for them to lie

carried her body to adjust her position on

help but cuddle up in his arms.

for

what he was going to do, she

arm and