When There Is Nothing Left But Love

“Oh, yes of course. Thank you for your trouble.”

Just as the words fell from my lips, I heard a familiar voice not far away.

“Scar.”

Ashton and I turned in unison toward the direction of the voice. It was Marcus.

“Marcus? It’s only a few steps. You don’t have to come out to receive me.”

Marcus had his grey silk pajamas on. With a transparent umbrella in his hand, he walked over in a leisurely manner.

“Is this a friend of yours?” Ashton asked. It could have been my imagination, but his voice sounded a few degrees colder.

“I’m her fiancé,” Marcus interjected at once.

I didn’t respond at the risk of sounding like I was overcompensating. The only thing I could do was smile awkwardly.

“Come here, Scar.” Marcus beckoned.

I walked over to him obediently.

step, I felt my

It felt very strange.

touched me, it scalded like magma. My skin seared as the pain felt as if it had penetrated my skin

Fuller, is there anything else?” I asked while I was

use much strength, I had a sense that it wouldn’t be easy to wrench myself from

but now he wants to play the

look upon his face as if he wasn’t sure what

on my wrist. “Sir, please let go of her at once.” Marcus’s

not insist. In the end, he did

over to Marcus and stood under his

umbrella to better shield me as he turned to address Ashton. “Sir, I’m wondering about your intentions towards my fiancee,” he

to me.” I hastened to explain lest he misunderstood. “When I was shopping at the mall with Emery, I ran into Mr. Fuller’s son who had lost his way. That

a few minutes, I had briefly described the events of my afternoon to

clearly a misunderstanding,” he said to

entire encounter. He only gazed deeply at me for a

“His mood changes quicker than the weather. I do not know how to

shoulder a pinch. “It’s cold out here.

were huddled together rather closely under the umbrella. Subconsciously,

felt resistant towards Marcus’s attempts at

for he lowered his arm