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.

even take a step, I felt

It felt very strange.

like magma.

there anything else?” I asked while I was rooted on the spot without an

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

but now he wants

upon his face as if he wasn’t

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

but did not insist. In the

over to Marcus and

address Ashton. “Sir, I’m wondering about your intentions towards my

lest he misunderstood. “When I was shopping at the mall with Emery, I ran into Mr. Fuller’s son

a few minutes, I had briefly described

said to Ashton apologetically. “I should be thanking you, Mr. Fuller, for sending my

entire encounter. He only gazed deeply at me for a while

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

ignored me completely as he gave my shoulder a pinch. “It’s cold out here. Let’s get inside

as I said that, I realized that we were huddled together rather closely under the umbrella. Subconsciously,

felt resistant towards Marcus’s attempts

for he lowered his arm from my