When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Clinton and Cameron had had quite a few to drink and were now reminiscing the past.

The man looked at Cameron and spoke empathetically, “All these years, you’ve been searching for your kid. Are you getting any closer to finding her?”

A hint of desolation crept over her refined features. “It has been more than twenty years, but there’s not a single piece of useful information. I’m not even sure if she’s still alive.”

Clinton sighed and offered his consolation, “Don’t give up. I’m sure things will start looking up soon.”

I had eaten quite a bit of food, so when the next dish was served, I felt my stomach churned.

And so, I left my seat and headed to the toilet.

Ashton came over to check on me. “Are you all right?”

“I’m okay, just a little nauseated.” I only started experiencing morning sickness, so this was considered mild.

When I was well enough to speak, I asked him, “Do you understand what Mr. Clinton and Ms. Anderson were talking about just now? I thought she only has a son?”

He then led me out of the toilet and seated me down at a chaise longue in the corridor. Placing his big hand on my lower belly, the man slowly explained, “Ms. Anderson had another marriage before she married Nick’s father. She and her ex-husband had a daughter, but he abandoned the child, and Ms. Anderson has been looking for her since then.”

he spoke. I had never seen such a gentle expression on his face. With a

was nothing more than a walking wallpaper to him. But since he learned that I was carrying his child, his

man and a woman; It was either love at first sight or people falling in love with each other

and walked me back

By the time we left Pear

soon fell asleep

carried

woken up by my ringing phone, and

and was surprised to see that it was

free! I’m free!” Macy’s voice was full of

“You mean the officers have finished investigating the matter and

they found in my cupboard was within the legally allowed

a sigh of relief. “That’s great! Try and get

and I agreed to all of them. “Alright. Go home now and take a nap. I’ll call you when I get off

“Okay!”

elevated after hanging up the

remembered that when I was little, my teacher was always telling us kids that the world was a just place. Everything we did would fall under only one of two camps, either right or wrong. But over the years, I inevitably learned that there was

by its cover, we couldn’t