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..”

at me in the eyes. A few seconds later, he stared dead ahead and said, “I neglected you and your condition back

he showed no signs to carry on

road. The lavish

a child yelled, “You’re a

harsh remarks that were unbefitting of the image of a

about five or six-year-old

hair styled up, making him seem increasingly mature as compared to his peers. The checkered suit he had put on made him seem like a miniature version of a

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

seen lifting the little boy’s collar and bringing him back to the car. The boy seemed like a

me, his eyes widened

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

that seemed to be out of this world. His abysmal pair of eyes seemed to be

placed my hand on my heart in an attempt to catch my breath, yet it seemed to be of no avail. No matter what, I

started flickering green, Marcus started the car again, but he