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 are

"What?"

cotton bud from one of the hospital's drawers. Without missing a

I want

on the

his arm support her head. She took a sip

put away the glass, but he didn't withdraw his arm from

for himself. However, seeing as the hospital bed didn't suit his tall height, he had to curl one of his legs just because he

still unhealed wounds around her body, so he was

lean against his hold. In such a way, his warm hands gave her comfort

you have to sit beside me? Didn't

she teased.

I did." He moved closer

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

couldn't help but be surprised

wound still

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

on her head, they needed to shave strands of her hair off.

that day, Jack's words

what

in

she found that her mind couldn't connect things together. It

thoughts shifted to what Jack had said and did. Her fingertips grew cold as she pulled the hem of her clothes. She wanted to ask him, wanted to clear all the

that she was just uneasy

he asked, gazing down

show of affection, she tried to

gave up

You

tried to remember what Jack

trying to ask for my forgiveness then?' she

eyes, I feel like I'm being buried under the house

she couldn't go

fear of being suppressed under the rubble appeared in her mind over and

as her heartbeat raced in

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

lamp couldn't soothe her

"Give me a minute."

he let go of

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

enough for them to lie side

carried her body to adjust her position on the

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

made room for himself to

realized what he was going to do,

stretched his arm and