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.

said, "Your lips

"What?"

Without missing a beat, he poured it with water and dabbed

want some water,"

quickly placed the cotton bud on the table and helped her

arm support her head. She took a sip of

he put away the glass,

to make little room for himself. However, seeing as the hospital bed didn't suit his tall height, he had to curl one

were still unhealed wounds around her body,

In such a way, his warm hands gave her

you have to sit beside me? Didn't

she teased.

did." He

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

couldn't help but be

your wound

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

needed to shave strands of her hair

Jack's words were

what he had told

in her

in the rubble, but she found that her mind couldn't connect things together. It was partly due to her exhaustion. Her body

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

thought that she was just uneasy

he asked, gazing down

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

gave up soon

You

as she tried to remember what

to ask for my forgiveness

soon as I close my eyes, I feel like I'm being buried under the

the sleeping pills, she couldn't go back to

of being suppressed under

as her

more to her fear. Whenever she turned her head, she could smell the soil underneath her, as if trying to suffocate her

the lamp couldn't soothe

"Give me a minute."

as he let

bed wasn't that narrow, so he didn't need to lie on top

fact, it was enough for them to lie

quickly carried her body to adjust

movement was so gentle that she couldn't help but cuddle up in his arms. She could hear his heartbeat as her

for himself to snuggle

Rachel realized what he was going

arm and wrapped