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.

her, he said, "Your lips are

"What?"

drawers. Without missing a beat,

need. I want

cotton bud on the table and

let his arm support her head. She took

away the glass,

man also sat on the bed and tried to make little room for himself. However, seeing as the hospital bed didn't suit his tall height, he

body, so he

In such a way, his warm

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

she teased.

"Of course I did." He moved closer to

to scold me." He landed a kiss on her

help but be surprised by

your wound still

the bandage wrapped around her head. She smiled bitterly. "It's not that painful

to shave strands of her hair off. At the

woke up that day, Jack's words were interrupted by the

forgotten what he

in her

in the rubble, but she found that her mind couldn't connect things together. It was

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 misconceptions in the air,

that she was just uneasy from not being able

he

Shocked by the sudden show of affection, she

up

You

she tried to remember what Jack had

for my forgiveness then?'

eyes, I feel like I'm being buried

the sleeping pills, she couldn't go back to sleep

she closed her eyes, the fear of being suppressed under the rubble appeared in her

immediately as her

could smell

lamp couldn't soothe her

"Give me a minute."

him as he let go of her hand

at the bed. The bed wasn't that narrow,

enough for them to lie

to adjust

his arms. She could hear his heartbeat as her head

room for himself

what he was going to do, she

stretched his arm and