When There Is Nothing Left But Love

I smiled, amused at how predictable women can be.

“Is Ashton not back yet?” Nora asked after noticing how quiet and empty the villa was.

“Yeah, I think he’s been pretty busy these days.”

I had tried calling Ashton earlier, but there was no answer. After a few attempts, I gave up on it.

Just then, the yard was illuminated by a car’s headlights. Nora turned to smile at me. “Could that be Mr. Fuller?”

I shrugged, secretly hoping for her to be right. Alas, my hopes were dashed when the car parked at Armond’s house.

Nora’s eyes lit up when she realized it was Armond who had just come home. “Our poor punching bag is back! That’s my cue to leave. Bye!”

With Nora gone, I headed back into the villa. The food I prepared had gone cold by now, so I decided to call Ashton again.

you on your way home?

over dinner. I had gotten sick of arguing with Ashton, so I knew compromisations had to be made for our relationship to be more sustainable. It was all about knowing when to give

in my stomach. I was worried about him being upset about Marcus and not giving me a

Stovall, it’s Rebecca. Ash is currently in the shower. I don’t think he’ll be home tonight, so you don’t

I had braced myself for the possibility of Ashton leaving

than a sense of responsibility. But now that I knew he

“Ms. Stovall, I’ll let Ashton know that you want him home. But please have your dinner first. I’m afraid it’d be late by the time he makes it back, and you know food doesn’t

I promptly ended the call. I stared at the

and trust? That’s all

anger at bay, I couldn’t get the dripping sarcasm from Rebecca’s voice out of my head. I had so much faith

flooding back. At that moment, none of the good times I had

be yet another sleepless night as I tossed and turned in bed, fraught with worry and pain. Then, to make matters worse, my stomach started to hurt. I was suffering from emotional and physical pain at the same time.

I was on kept me awake.

might help calm me down, so I headed