When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Ashton nodded. “We’ll go home together later. Are you craving any particular food?”

“No.” I shook my head.

He merely stared at me, as if protesting my answer. I pursed my lips and relented as I blurted, “Alright, I want to eat lobster, steamed fish, and pork ribs…” He smiled as I prattled on a long list of food, seemingly not paying any attention to my nonchalant request. Seeing that, I shrugged and stopped talking.

Because I was in a rush to take Summer to the hospital, I left right after I had taken my bag.

After heading out of the office, I bumped into Ashton’s secretary near the elevator. She was holding on to a lot of files and seemed like she was in a daze. She did not even realize when something fell off her hands.

“Hello!” I said.

It wasn’t until I repeated myself that she turned around to look at me. I waved the file that she had dropped at her and said, “You dropped something.”

Stumped, the woman bowed and thanked me for my help before retrieving the file.

“Sasha, what’s the matter with you?” A man who came out of the elevator asked her, “Is something wrong? Not only did you send the wrong documents, but you’re also losing things. And now, you’re even bumping into people. Are you alright?”

Sasha shook her head, her eyes were red-rimmed. Joseph headed out of the elevator and noticed that I was staring at the secretary. “Mrs. Fuller, what’s the matter?”

I said nothing as I shook my head. A feeling of uneasiness washed over me as I looked at her.

to pay attention

of the reporters were still waiting for Ashton downstairs. They were waiting for him to head out of the

building via the main entrance, I decided to

my keys as

are you at Fuller

I said, “But I’m leaving now and

but it’s been

heading there

off and I subconsciously turned around to trace the

me was a mangled woman whose face was indiscernible to me because of the blood that was pouring out of her head. I was only able to

legs turned to jelly as my mind went blank. My instincts

matter?” Cameron’s voice came through from the other end. Stunned, I tried

so shocked to the

the police!” someone

crowd the scene. By now, I was standing in an ever-increasing pool

things to be forever etched in one’s mind. What was worse was that the ghost of the image will continue to haunt

she jump off? What kind of impact could make her head and body split into a bloody mess

too stunned to speak. I