When There Is Nothing Left But Love

I had thought that Ashton had already forgotten about the matter of having our own kid. But little did I expect, he would bring this up again when he was drunk. Obviously, a kid was something, or someone rather, that would be with you your entire life. Who wouldn’t want their own flesh and blood?

After a long silence in my own thoughts, I went and lay down beside Ashton. “Ashton, do we really need our own child?” I asked with a hoarse voice.

I couldn’t be sure whether he had heard me or not since all he gave in response was a subtle wiggling of his eyebrows amidst his slumber.

He really did have a lot to drink.

The next day, the morning light had already shined through the yellowing leaves onto the ground when Ashton woke me up.

I slowly opened my eyes and saw him laying next to me, with a smile on his face.

“You’re awake!” I hoarsely exclaimed after rubbing the sleep from my eyes.

“Yup!” he answered with a nod and a smile.

“Does your head still hurt?” I asked as I couldn’t get what happened last night out of my mind.

He reassured me with a slight shake of his head and scooted closer to me. “Did you help me undress?” he whispered.

wrong?” I queried

To

do me any favors in hiding the awkwardness radiating from me. Trying to break the awkward atmosphere, I muttered, “Don’t get your hopes up. Nothing happened between us last night, and I didn’t do

face. Time felt like it stood still while he stared deeply at me

heart skipped a beat, and without waiting for a response, he put his giant palm on my waist and got on top of me. I knew he would do

just say that Ashton’s vigor in

out of the bathroom in a superbly jovial mood. “So, will you come with me

Mom that I would bring Summer to the hospital for a checkup as she has been getting recurrent fevers that won’t go away!” I said begrudgingly while still on the

with you!” he responded with furrowed

to be distracted right now,” I persuaded. Even though I only said it

thought contemplating what I had just said,

ask

him to answer his phone, and with a curt nod, he gave my forehead a quick peck before answering

up and took them to the laundry room. However, upon placing his clothes into the washer, I heard a clanking sound coming from his pile of

vitamin A tablets. Why is he taking vitamins? Has he been feeling

I returned to the bedroom only to find Ashton hurriedly putting on his