When There Is Nothing Left But Love

As usual, I went out for a walk the next morning. I bumped into Ashton and Gregory, who were getting ready to leave their house.

Gregory seemed exceptionally excited to see me. “Ms. Stovall!”

“Good morning Greg!” I smiled at him brightly before glancing towards Ashton. I was surprised to see him staring intently at me.

I regained my composure before I greeted him. “Good morning, Mr. Fuller.”

“Morning,” Ashton replied coldly, bundling Gregory into a black SUV.

As the vehicle disappeared around the street corner, I sighed in frustration.

When I ordered the food delivery last night, I checked Ashton’s background before placing an order that might suit his tastes. His frosty attitude made me question if he really ate the food I had ordered.

I snapped back to reality as I pondered about the situation I was in. Why am I so obsessed with them? Is it just because Gregory is adorable? Or is it because they’ve been appearing in my life far more frequently than Marcus has these days? Argh, it’s confusing!

Emery called me just as I got home.

talk to you about.” Emery sounded much more serious compared to the last

by my previous experience with

I was discharged from the hospital, I had been watching the news at home. There was no shortage of dating scandals broken by dogged tabloid reporters.

you up in a bit.” She hung up before I

an hour later, I got into Emery’s car. I could tell she was

much time together, I could sense

to fidget uneasily in

on her face, she nodded.

something very important. You need to know about it today. Actually, you- ah, never

her since she seemed so

drove us to The

remember it? You can order whatever you like. Drinks are on

feeling particularly thirsty, I still

carefully before asking, “Letty, it’s been so long. Do you really not remember

I replied quietly as I looked around the

room in this restaurant was decorated in the same style as the one Gregory had invited me to. Beyond that memory, I had no further recollection of this