When There Is Nothing Left But Love

It was the start of Spring.

It was drizzly at times in J City, and the sun was high on others. The greens along the scenic areas within the city center invariably started to explode in a dazzle of hues.

Peach blossoms had also begun to flower in more than a few tourist attractions too. Once I have tied up the loose ends in J City, I brought Summer along to book tickets for K City.

At the airport.

Jackson and Nick insisted on seeing us all the way to the boarding gate. Jackson looked particularly reluctant to part from Summer as he held her. “I don’t understand why you have to leave when you could make as good a life for yourself here in J City.”

“I distinctly remember someone saying yesterday that it’s important to not part on bad terms. Are you worried about leaving Summer with me?”

“You’re her mother, so what’s there for me to worry about? Go on then. Stop being an eyesore and get out of here.”

I had just one carry-on with me as I did not own much, to begin with. It would be a hassle to lug the rest of my things around with Summer in tow, so I packed only her bottle and diapers with me.

Nick had instructed the flight crew so everything was loaded on board beforehand.

Seeing that it was almost time, Jackson apprehensively asked, “Are you really not going to say goodbye to Ashton?”

I shook my head and merely smiled.

He exhaled. “This is some major beef with the Moores, so he must have his hands full trying to stave off Zachary’s wrath. I’m doubtful that he’ll be able to make himself available to see you off anyway.”

in hand, I

Summer already. “Send me a message when

Nick had one hand in his pocket. “See

you guys!”

the first-class cabin, the air stewardess brought a baby-sized bolster for Summer and had a

very exciting for Summer as she did

ensured that some air stewardesses would come by and interact with her from time to time, all the way to K City. It was only when we disembarked that the little one fell asleep

us directly to the

turned my attention toward looking for a cab

black Bentley rolled to a halt in front of

out since I last saw him several days ago. His

a ride at the airport, and traffic is going to

I ignored the man

in, I cited the destination. The driver was curious to see a child with me. “Are you here in K

head and softened my voice as Summer was sleeping soundly. “I’m here

driver smiled as he engaged the

I nodded. “Yup!”

about the same age as you are. It’s tough on young people like yourself, having to bring your kid around for work!” he lamented

eyes. “I don’t know what’s the deal with this Bentley behind us. It’s been on our

“Nope!”

the jam and made it to the hotel in forty minutes. When I alighted, I went