When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Ashton completely ignored my words as he turned to face Emery. He knocked his knuckles on the table rhythmically as he stated calmly, “Scarlett’s obituary was published two years ago. If you’re trying to get something from me, try not to make such stupid mistakes.”

Emery froze as if Ashton had struck exactly at her weakness.

I was, however, utterly stunned.

I was dead two years ago?

A string of words flashed through my mind. The law states that once a person has been declared missing for four years, their immediate family or spouse can apply for their death certificate.

I lay on that bed for six years, but the obituary was only issued two years ago. The person who wanted to prove that I was dead had given up a long time ago. Once the four years were up, he or she immediately filed for the death certificate.

It was at this very moment that I understood what Marcus had meant. Just take it that Scarlett no longer exists.

from the unwelcome revelation. I looked at Ashton. The only people who can apply for a death certificate are my immediate family. Who did the deed? Was it my missing family or this indifferent

from his expression that Ashton still held out hope for his wife’s

I processed the thought. There was an odd sort of ache in my

now’s not the time for me to be

see that I’m clearly alive now. I definitely have the rights and means to raise my own child, so I would

I could make up for lost time with my

stared at me. The deepness in his gaze was

“I’ll make myself clear then. Gregory’s mom is dead. No matter how alike the two of you are, don’t ever fantasize about becoming her replacement. Trust me; you do

No one

my

heat of the moment, this was the only way

my ID. Instead, he cast a disdainful glance over the card