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.

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

was fairly certain from his expression that Ashton

as I processed the thought. There was an

the time for me

that I’m clearly alive

believed that I could make up for lost time with my

stared at me. The deepness in his gaze was chilling. “Did you not understand what I said

make myself clear then. Gregory’s mom is dead. No matter how alike the two of

angered me. “Mr. Fuller, you’re the delusional one. No one is trying to pass off as your

ID from my purse and showed

to admit that my move was rather childish, but in the heat of the moment, this was the only way

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