When There Is Nothing Left But Love

After coming out of the prison, I looked up at the gloomy skies. It had been over a month since the sun last came out.

The weather had been cloudy all the while with occasional rain and snow. It was horrible.

However, after the new year, spring would arrive soon.

I glanced at my watch and realized it was time to meet Louis at the Irushean restaurant in the southern suburbs.

When I arrived, John was there. He was parking his car when he spotted me. Raising a brow, he remarked, “You’re early.”

I shrugged. “The same goes to you.”

His lips curved up into a smile. “Uncle Louis told me to come earlier to order the dishes so Mr. Bauman could enjoy dinner with us.”

Oh, I see.

We went upstairs and ordered the dishes before entering our private room.

The vintage-themed room was decorated elegantly. There was a wooden screen at the entrance.

As I was staring at the screen, John told me, “This Irushean restaurant is famous for its vintage decoration.”

and took a seat. As I seemed disinterested, John asked,

Savini’s wife. Tell her to come to K City to visit Savini with the stuff he left

“I thought he’s useless to you now? Why did you visit

chin in my hand, feeling slightly exhausted.

brows and squinted. “Did Cameron come to

him the answer he

have you ever thought

my head. “No. It has been years. They abandoned me in the first place, so that means I

me out. “If you run

for their guilt for abandoning me back then. If they loved me, they wouldn’t have abandoned me in the first

silent after

day. She wasn’t a threat to me, but since we had a

into space blankly, he asked, “What are you thinking

do you know what my weakness

target the ones around me. I can’t

grew wide as he replied, “Me, of

my eyes in

someone or something he cares the most for,” said John with a shrug of resignation. “Think about what concerns you the most. It might be also the person’s