When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Ashton tends to do things this way too. I hung my head low at the sudden, intrusive thought about him while my nose wrinkled in discomfort.

Marcus did not notice my minute reaction. He merely grinned. “It’s not a waste. See, we’re using it now, aren’t we?”

We took a spin around the house. It didn’t look like we need to buy or replace anything, but the kitchen looked quite empty. Perhaps Marcus, assuming that I was not much of a cook, did not bother too much with the layout.

“Is there anything missing?” He said, changing the house key and fingerprint code to mine.

I nodded in response. “Since you’re free tonight, why don’t we cook at home? I can give Macy and Jackson a call later, invite them to join in. I should let them know I’m safe anyway. Ever since I left, it’s like I’ve been cut off from the outside world.”

Marcus nodded. He did not look too good, but I paid little mind to that.

We left the residence together and headed to the supermarket. There, we stocked up on basic cooking necessities, including rice, cooking oil, sugar, and salt. Marcus turned to me with a look of surprise. “You can cook?”

It was so embarrassing to have that question thrown at me. Impatiently, I rebutted, “Don’t underestimate me, alright? What makes you think I can’t cook?”

I picked a few seasonings and added bluntly, “Just you wait, I’ll show you what I’m capable of tonight!”

Laughter escaped him. He raised a hand, patted me on the head, and said, “Alright then. I’ll wait!”

fell upon an item on the shelf behind him, so

target behind me, looking rather solemn. I froze, faintly wary of an

my head around, but

spoke, it was in a stern tone, “It’s getting late. Let’s

was stunned, but before I could figure out what was going on, someone forcibly grabbed

mess. In short, the emotions reflected in his eyes were an impetuous, messy lot. The thoughts in my head crashed to a halt as though my brain had been struck by a lightning

what to do. My body stiffened, my heart began to

moment, I broke off eye contact and stopped looking at him while my heart

not ready to tell him what happened to the baby. I was not ready to give him any sort of explanation at

woman’s dainty voice suddenly rang, and it fell

was standing next to a shopping cart stacked with lots

out these items before. They were more or

the brink of emotional collapse. In that instant, I lost control. I shoved Ashton’s arm away with all

launched myself almost frantically at Rebecca. No one expected I would turn out like

I knew, I tore at her delicately styled hair, yelling in a frenzy, “Rebecca, a life for

me!” Rebecca, scared out of her

low, gruff voice rang in my ear, “Scarlett, it’s me!

red. I broke myself