When There Is Nothing Left But Love

For a moment, there was a rumbling in my mind. My heart skipped a beat. Eventually, I took a deep breath and asked the unthinkable, “Did something happened to Macy?”

She did not reply me. There was a moment of silence before she stressed again, “Just come here. You’ll see!”

“Fine!”

Right after I hung up the phone, I booked an air ticket to J City. I was lucky because there was still time. There was a flight from K City to J City in an hour.

When that was done, I started the car again. It was then I saw Joe exit the White Corporation office building. He jogged towards me, arms waving.

His appearance surprised me. I stopped the car and peered at him. “What now?”

“Scarlett, Ashton’s booked a table at a Western restaurant in South Metro. Do you want to join us?” He extended an invitation to me with a broad grin on his face.

Wait, South Metro? Where young folks in K City like to go to hang out at night? The most lavish place to enjoy nightlife?

I looked at the time. I could barely make it to the airport in under one hour if I set out now. I did not have time for lunch.

Ashton also walked out of the building to join us, his face still void of emotions.

have other things to do later. Why don’t you give Rebecca a call? She should have time to join

said, I started my car once more. Joe seemed furious. “Scarlett, what’s that supposed to mean? Don’t you know why Ashton booked a table at a Western restaurant in South Metro? He’s making up for that feud between you

then at Joe, and said stiffly, “Mr. Quinn, I thank you for making the effort to help Ashton and I sort things out. And I appreciate Ashton’s kindness. But, please tell him this. Since we can’t go on anymore, we can end the relationship on a good note. He and I are on a break in the meantime. Anyway,

and sped off onto the road,

to ease the relationship between us, but I still had some resistance. Resistance against what,

I would take a short break, and

was always a lot of foot traffic at K City airport every day, in addition to the congestion on the road. Fortunately, I made it in

found my seat and sat down, finally relieved. Pretty soon, the

takeoff. For your safety, please put up your tray table, buckle your safety belts, and kindly turn

turn it off when I was notified of the dozen of missed calls, all of which were from Ashton. There were also a few text messages,

scanned through them. The first one asked for

no time for me to

K City to J City. I barely slept last night so, not long after the

I woke up, the plane had landed. I turned on my phone and checked the time. It was six

there to pick me up when

winter. It was barely six and it already looked like night had fallen. Stacey was wrapped in a thick padded jacket. She chuckled when she saw

and said, “Yes. Take me there

to eat first. I’ve booked a restaurant. After that, I’ll take you to their