When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Noticing that I was in a daze, she sighed helplessly. “Forget it and continue clinging on to Ashton. After all, you’ll be reluctant to leave until disappointment finally overwhelms you.”

After a pause, she entered the bathroom, sighing as she went. What she said was quite true and I had nothing to say.

When she came back out again, she dried her hair as she asked, “What do you want to eat later?”

“Anything is fine.” I was particularly envious of how determined Macy could be. I was always one who could never let go, and over time, some people were disgusted with my stupid attitude.

Q City was a place perfect for living. It was a slow-paced city with lower living expenses, pleasant weather, and plenty of good food. It didn’t matter where I was—in the city or at the outskirts. The entire Q City was a picturesque sight.

In spring, the entire city would be covered with cherry blossoms. In summer, there would be blue jacarandas. In autumn, maple leaves scattered across the streets. In winter, soft, white snow veiled over everything.

No wonder Jared kept recommending me to move here.

Macy was a gluttonous one. Now that she had a baby in her, she did not need to watch her figure anymore. As her morning sickness symptoms were not severe, we spent most of the following days eating and shopping.

After staying in Q City for a few days, Macy told me she planned to stay in the countryside for a few days but I didn’t go with her.

No matter what happened in the future, I had to clarify things with Ashton.

Hence, I bought the tickets to J City while Macy bought tickets heading to the countryside. We split ways at the train station. After boarding the train, I soon found a window seat.

When I was a young child, I remembered hearing Auld Lang Syne playing in the streets of R Province. Back then, I did not understand why so many adults loved the song, and I did not understand why it had been so popular.

Now that I thought about it, the song was a special memory to some people. It was a song that symbolized the longings that could not be conveyed with a few letters in a time when technology was not as advanced.

did not know that John had sat down beside me. I only saw his face when

“What a coincidence, Letty.”

avoid seeing his smile, feeling annoyed. He was good

I knew not of a reason for him to keep coming back

answering immediately, he stared at the passing scenery before he

A sense of belonging?

knitted my brows. “Your sense of belonging comes from

as he turned to

to comprehend his words, I

was just an hour’s train ride. John had gone through the

the voice in

but before I could reach it,

it was not

looked at him before reaching out for the

to hold the suitcase and his other hand to hold my outstretched hand. Instantly, I frowned and

“There are many

“I know.

he did not hear me. I tried to take my hand back several times, but all he did was tighten his grip. As the passengers slowly filed

I could hear the quiet

That man

stare at him. Can’t you see he has a wife

right. What a pity. How fortunate his

turned to me with a hint of a smile on