When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Huh? Is this a confession?

His genuine smile took me by surprise, and I quickly shrugged all of my concerns off my mind. I grasped his hand and nodded as a tiny smile played on my lips.

…

After spending another fortnight at the hospital for a series of therapies, the doctor finally agreed to discharge me from the hospital.

As it was early winter, the weather was just about right.

I put on a jacket over my patient gown and took a seat next to Marcus, who was in the driver’s seat.

Irked by my hair that was shoulder-length, I ran my fingers across it, drooping it behind my shoulders when the car was brought to a halt at the traffic light.

It took a little longer than usual for the traffic light to turn green. Bored, I wound down the window to survey the surroundings that felt familiar yet odd at the same time. “Have I always been in frail health? It feels like I have made countless trips to the hospital. I can vividly recall this particular route to the hospital..”

A few seconds later, he stared dead ahead and said, “I neglected you and

carry on with this conversation. Hence,

a limousine pulled over by the road. The lavish vehicle caught my attention because of

as a child yelled, “You’re a fascist who can’t even keep his word! I don’t want to see

child had uttered harsh remarks that were unbefitting of the

later, a little boy who looked about five or six-year-old craned

The checkered suit he had put on made him

merely a step away from sneaking his way out of the car,

little boy’s collar and bringing him back to the car. The boy seemed like a defenseless prey that had fallen victim to

me, his

me and asked rhetorically, “Excuse me, Gregory Hall? Have you always considered your father a man with bad

this world. His abysmal pair of eyes seemed to be able to easily intimidate and seduce others according

had a hard time catching my breath. I could feel my heart sinking as the time flew by. I placed my hand on my heart in an attempt to catch my breath, yet it seemed to be of no avail. No matter what,

Marcus started the car again, but he soon noticed