When There Is Nothing Left But Love

I opened my eyes when I heard the door closed. The room was dimly lit, with only the bedside light on, and the place felt lonely and depressing.

I recalled on the day Sharon died, the atmosphere at the White residence was the same, empty and depressing. Marcus was staying in the house. His only wish was for me to stay the night with him, so the house would not feel so forsaken.

Pregnant women were usually emotional, and the emotions they feel are amplified. I dreaded to continue with this wandering mind, as I could drown myself in emotions. So I shut my eyes tightly, forcing myself to sleep instead.

I woke to the sound of knocking on the door. It was Mrs. Eriksen.

“Mrs. Fuller, time for breakfast. Mr. Fuller is already waiting downstairs.”

Ashton has not gone to work?

responded and got out of

when I entered the dining hall. He had his tablet next to him and

his mouth, and said, “I will help Marcus, on the condition

shocked. “You will?” I did not expect Ashton to put aside

his napkin on the table, looked up with a cold and solemn expression, and said, “Isn’t that

first got married, and whenever we spoke, we

our roles, and I was asked to help Rebecca instead, I would not have kind

down my fork, softened my expression, and explained, “I wanted to help Marcus as it was within our capacity. I could not wash my hands of this matter as Marcus saved my life before. I will forever feel indebted to him if I don’t repay his kindness. I will be able to let go of that burden when he moves on and lives happily. I am sure you would like to see him out of our lives, and ceases to be a contentious figure in

out the irrational side of Ashton. He looked at me with a sarcastic smile.