When There Is Nothing Left But Love

At the villa, Emery walked down the stairs with a wool sweater and draped it over me. With a slight frown, she said, “In order to let go of the past, one has to be willing to endure the pain that comes with it. Scarlett, come in with me. The only thing you have to do is to accept everyone’s apologies graciously.”

I pursed my lips and looked at Ashton, well aware that things started to go wrong when he hid the DNA report which resulted in the switch in places between Rebecca and I.

That was also the beginning of all the pain and suffering.

Cameron looked at me. Her voice choked up as she said, “My dear, stop torturing yourself. We should be the ones bearing the consequences for our own wrongdoings.”

After she said that, she removed her coat, socks and shoes and stepped onto the snow-covered path. With the cold wind blowing against her face, each step she took seemed extremely difficult.

Zachary was heartbroken seeing his wife doing that but did not attempt to talk her out of it.

Even though I was not able to describe my feelings being in such a situation, I knew it wasn’t anything pleasant.

Everyone was punishing themselves in their own ways, willingly bearing the consequences for their actions. It seemed like it was time for me to move on as well.

“What are all of you doing?” I spoke calmly. Looking at Ashton, who was trembling from the cold, I let out a dry laugh and said, “You know how much I love you and would never want to see you suffer or get hurt. Why did you still do that? You should have just let me bury the pain deep inside my heart and not dig it up ever again. Do you know how unbearable the pain is for me? What are you expecting from me torturing yourself like this? Am I supposed to stop you from doing that and tell you it’s OK and that I forgive you with tears streaming down my face? Do you want me to tell you that I forgive you for changing my life, for inadvertently causing the death of our child and for everything you’ve done? Ashton, do you think I’m a saint who can forgive and forget all the hurt you and everyone else caused me?”

Actually, we didn’t have to come to this point. If I had a choice, I wouldn’t mention all those so that I could pretend nothing ever happened. I guess I would have been able to carry on with the love and care he was showering me with.

why did you have to revisit my wounds and even

He opened his

out a self-deprecating laugh. With a grimace, he said,

what do you want me to do now? What do you want from the Moore family? Do you expect people to get over it and continue to get along like

go of the pain. But by doing so,

I knew

that I’m not mad at you anymore and no longer blame you? Please, don’t torture yourself this way. What’s done has already been done. Even if you would like to be punished, this isn’t the way to do it. What’s your objective for doing all these? Is it to tell the whole world that by using your pity tactics, I’m forced to forgive all of you? And if I don’t, it would show that I’m petty and merciless as knowing that all of you might die from the cold, I’m still not willing to

was drained of

to

wool sweater which Emery had put on me and returned it

nod and said, “It’s already so

here.” I shook my head and rejected

looking at those people still standing in the snow, I

was exceptionally

to the villa. After I went back, I stayed inside the bedroom

already progressed till the current stage, nothing