When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Maybe I had truly gone crazy. Or maybe, just maybe, that extremely selfish person was exactly who I used to be.

Ashton was no longer at the hotel. After I had washed up and was getting ready to leave, John knocked on my door.

Furrowing his eyebrows as he looked over my pale, sallow complexion, he asked, “You didn’t sleep well last night?”

“No.” I massaged my temples, shaking my head. “Is there any news about Summer?”

He made an affirmative sound, gesturing towards the room in a silent request to continue this conversation inside.

Stepping aside, I let him in and closed the door behind him, walking over to sit on the sofa.

He poured out a glass of water for himself, glancing at me. “Are you happy with Ashton?”

“John, I thought you were here to talk about Summer.” I narrowed my eyes, a little upset at the new topic.

Coughing awkwardly, he reached up to rub his nose. “It’s true that I came here to talk about Summer. But you are the most important thing to me right now. Summer has Ashton, the Crest family, and the Stovall family. So, let’s talk about you first, okay?”

I squirmed uneasily under his intense stare, licking my dry lips. “What do you mean?”

“Just answer me.”

“Ashton and I have always been fine.”

if your relationship with him is fine

Irritated, I rolled my

was all a huge, long-winded story. Every

meaning of happiness? If happiness could only be defined by how cheerful you felt

question because your relationship with Ashton is starting to make you feel burdened

of water in front of me.

or you go to the hospital and receive psychotherapy

Ambiguous?

what was wrong with myself anymore. All I knew was there

unable to control my temper and

nightmares to the back of my mind, leaving them for the future me to deal with. On the surface, I appeared fine, but one small poke at my

“I’ll go to the hospital. Just… Not

pressing the topic

him. “By the way, John, this isn’t the

know. You’re worried about Summer, and we should go

“So?”

He placed the glass down, taking a deep breath before turning to me. “Can you promise

That sounds so weird…

I asked, “So did you guys

nodded, but his expression was

that something might have happened