When There Is Nothing Left But Love

“Grandpa had been in poor health these last few years. He passed away from rectal cancer…” I trailed off, unsure of what else to say.

The coffee cup she was holding fell, and a loud crack was heard as it shattered on impact. In a panic, she got up to pick up the shards, but a waiter quickly stepped forward to handle the mess.

Sally’s voice trembled as she apologized profusely for her carelessness.

The waiter hurriedly shook his head and tried to calm her down. “It’s really nothing, ma’am. I just need to clean this up.”

I stretched out my hand to help her up, not knowing how to comfort her. I knew that her apology was not actually meant for the waiter but her deceased father.

Soon enough, Sally was able to regain her composure. Ever the elegant woman that she was, she was able to recover quite quickly from the earlier mishap.

However, her expression was no longer as composed as it was when we entered earlier. Even though she was smiling, it was strained.

“It’s getting late, Aunt Sally. Let’s head back.” I figured that after this revelation, she’d likely not be in the mood to continue shopping.

Sally nodded. “Yeah, let’s go. You should be resting after a full day out.”

Since I was fumbling around with my bag, I also failed to notice that Sally had stopped in her tracks on her way out. I looked up immediately, only to be surprised by what I saw.

It was just our lucky day.

the cafe. Behind her

go somewhere less filthy,” said Sharon cruelly. The expression on her face was truly a nasty

me and frowned before nodding

pair turned around to leave but were stopped by a well-intentioned waiter.

to be more suited to entertaining notorious maneaters.” She sneered and continued. “A popular hangout spot

waiter was taken aback and turned to look at Sally

attracted the attention of the other patrons. Soon, whispers were heard among everyone

f*ck is wrong with that

white is a scion of the Fullers, a prominent family here in J City. I think her name is Sally or something like that. I heard that she was his mistress for a good number of years but only became his official wife in the

a prominent family let the

it’s true

couple are about twenty years apart. Doesn’t this age gap

sound of gossip was far from subtle. Sally glanced pale-faced at Sharon but did not say much else. She turned around and prepared to

move in Sally’s way, thus blocking her path. “What’s the rush? Everyone is curious about your little love story, so why not tell everyone

doesn’t mean everyone else likes it too.” I was aware that I was being a little harsh, but I could not let this slide. “You failed to retain something valuable and let it slip through your fingers. I’d suggest

up by a few octaves. “Just who the hell do you think you are? What gives you the right

immediately pulled me behind her, concerned that Sharon might hurt me. “Nobody is pointing fingers at you, but if you’d like us to, just keep going as loudly as you can. I dare

the mouth. She grabbed Marcus by the arm and gestured at both