When There Is Nothing Left But Love

In the end, I pulled the blanket over my face and shut myself off.

Cameron and Zachary rushed over and were met with the sight of a dejected Ashton standing by the bed.

The older woman turned her attention to me. “Why did you vomit blood? Were they able to find out the cause?”

I did not answer, as I had neither the strength nor the desire to.

Ashton looked at them but continued to keep mum. It was the beginning of a prolonged silence.

In the days that followed, Ashton, Cameron, and Zachary all visited in turn. It was as though they had a mutual agreement to maintain the placidity.

As it was not any serious affliction, I was discharged after three days.

Ashton came to fetch me and brought me to the villa.

The quietude almost felt like second nature to me. One look at everything in the bedroom had me feeling what a joke this life of mine had been.

I did not have much that I needed to take with me, as everything that came into my possession since my marriage into the Fullers was purchased by Ashton. Apart from my identity card and graduation certificate, I had practically brought nothing along.

“It’s already late and won’t be safe for you to go out now. You should rest for today.” Ashton reached out from behind me and held down the hand I was packing with.

my lips pursed, I withdrew and regarded him staidly. “That won’t

“Must we go down this path, Scarlett? It doesn’t have to be like

But why have I come to

was wrenched in despondency and misery.

Macy, I’d gladly accept your apology.” To believe that a simple apology could erase his sins

grey day in February. A slight drizzle tapped icily against the other side of the fogged-up windows as I

and stepped outside the doorway, I breathed a

hair cropped short, he looked energetic as he loaded my bags into the

looked me straight in

entrance to the house as I got

was goodbye, and may be

yet he remained where he was. His tall and slender frame subtly faded

bad that it could not

times, even when the

not able to let

befell my child to learning about Macy’s death—I kept searching for excuses. I heaped my hatred and indignation

for Macy. He took care of Rebecca out of a sense of obligation and responsibility. That was what I kept

have accepted everything if he

what he was doing because he knew that Cameron and Zachary were my parents. I did not