When There Is Nothing Left But Love

I didn’t have the courage to die because I was scared of the pain, be it slicing wrists or jumping off a building.

The fear of pain made me a cowardly person.

His face sank. “Scarlett, this is the last time. If you’d rather hurt yourself than get revenge, then I’m done. Whether you live or die will have nothing to do with me.”

I lifted my hand to grab his arm, apologizing in a hoarse voice, “I’m sorry. I was wrong. I shouldn’t have let my emotions take control of me!”

The fact was, I couldn’t bring myself to die just like that.

Seeing my red-rimmed eyes, he sighed and placed my hand underneath the blanket before saying, “Don’t do anything stupid again. You have a long way ahead of you. Take things slowly and you’ll be fine.”

I nodded and fell into a daze with my eyes fixated on the ceiling. Why couldn’t I run Ashton over? Why wasn’t I brave enough?

Sleep took over me once again, and it was already midnight by the time I woke up.

The moment I opened my eyes, I locked gazes with the man I was supposed to meet in the afterlife.

As usual, Ashton was clad in a black tailored suit. Perhaps because the heater was turned on, he took off his coat, revealing the impeccably ironed white shirt, which was completely befitting of his personality.

“You’re awake.” He came forward and looked at me with an unreadable glint in his eyes.

He was the last person I wanted to see, so I shut my eyes.

anywhere?” he continued

desire to talk,

like some

between my brows as the back of my hand throbbed with a dull pain. I’d had too many

to

my eyes to fly

unflinchingly at it but didn’t react for a long time. Finally, I raised my infused hand to take

rather difficult task with the needle stuck into my hand. Ashton’s eyes were filled with pain as he

unexpectedly slipped out of my grasp. The glass

temperature in the room seemed to plummet. With a faint smile on my face, I said,

him was unfeeling and had no trace of

tensed voice, “It’s fine.” Then, he crouched down to pick up the

over us, so he spoke

tremble

see it?” I knew that with John’s personality, he would’ve shown Ashton that

moment Ashton appeared, I had noticed the

all that mattered to me—knowing that

stiffened midway, and he slowly raised his eyes to look at

“Mr. Fuller, do you think a quick death is

was feeling clearly

he didn’t speak, I got frustrated and pulled out