When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Marcus looked at me directly. “I already gave you the answer.”

His answer dashed my fantasies. “Oh, ok.”

You look alike, but you’re not the same.

This whole mess is because of my face.

“Are you disappointed?” Marcus hit the nail on the head.

I shook my head, hiding my true feelings. “No, I’m glad it’s resolved. I don’t have to worry about this anymore; it’s a relief. I only regret that I’m not Gregory’s mother.”

Marcus said jokingly, “If you’ve changed your mind about kids, I’m always ready to make a baby with you.”

“Pfft.” I rolled my eyes and snatched the water out of his hands. “You’re still trying to take advantage of me after admitting that you’ve been lying to me for years? Don’t make me kick you to the curb!”

Marcus’ head injury didn’t stop him from using his arm. He held his glass easily as he whined, “You’re going to treat a patient like this?”

I glared at him and dropped the subject.

my memories hadn’t returned, that didn’t mean I was a muddled

were too many mysteries surrounding Marcus. I would unravel them one by

That was proof enough that he

deep sleep. I left to

just as I sat down. It was an unknown

had a sinking feeling that the caller was my cold neighbor. This sort of

the window. He was sound asleep, his chest rising and

his safety, I picked up the call. “Hello, may I know who’s

voice drifted through the receiver.

without a doubt that this

tone was unique, cold like the lakes in late autumn with an inexplicable charisma.

the lottery. I didn’t

collected myself and calmed my nerves. “Mr. Fuller,

results of your paternity test with

used

hospital.” I turned around and checked on Marcus once more. “My friend is alone in the hospital, and I

seemed to completely ignore my request as he talked over me impatiently, “Ms. Stovall,