When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Grown-ups were conditioned to mask all crumbles and rumbles with insouciance.

When I got back to the bedroom, I went on with my routine—I took a shower, brushed my teeth, blew my hair, and went to bed.

However, I was just tossing and turning.

This very night, Ashton didn’t come to bed.

Both of us had our own emotions to deal with. To talk it out would only cut deeper into our wounds.

As I finally started to zone out a bit in the wee hours of the night, a man opened the door. “Scarlett.” In a deep soft tone, he called out my name.

He walked up to my bedside and murmured my name a few more times but eventually stopped. I wasn’t responding

“I’m sorry.” His voice whispered contrition.

I couldn’t be bothered, and let my self sink deep into my sleep.

By the time I batted my eyelids open, it was already late afternoon.

I got up and went down to Summer’s bedroom. That was when I saw a middle-aged lady in the living room.

Her name was Flora, the new caregiver Ashton hired. She greeted me affably and went back to her task.

Ashton had hired her to take care of Summer.

had gotten much better, and was playing

head back to my room, Flora called out. “Madam, lunch is ready. Would you like me

worry about it. I’ll be right down.” And

then did I notice how long my hair had grown.

about it, saying that I could use my short hair to turn down love confessions. All I had to do was tell the person to wait till my hair grew to my waist and never let that

guy would get the message sooner or

silly for that instance had

in its own peculiar ways. No matter the twists and turns our lives took, what was yours would always fall into your hands. On the contrary, despite persistent efforts,

 That must

around while braiding my hair. To my surprise, it wasn’t her

I swiveled back, and everything went half

quarrel last

my shoulders, and I could see his gentle eyes observing my every braid through the mirror. There wasn’t

But there’s a limit to my hair length, meaning I had

and

Huh!

my question, Ashton put out his. “We’re going to visit Hannah

slipped my mind! We spoke about this

in since he’d been treated like a king his whole

nodded and opened the drawer as I took out

go to the

putting on make-up as I wasn’t really in the mood for it. Plus,

He tried to butter me