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.

didn’t mean I was a muddled

surrounding Marcus. I would unravel them one by

That was proof enough that he didn’t bear any ill will

into a deep sleep. I

I sat

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

sound asleep, his

ascertained his safety, I picked up

familiar voice drifted through the receiver.

without a doubt

late autumn with an inexplicable charisma. It was

felt like winning the lottery. I didn’t expect someone as

calmed my nerves. “Mr.

the results of your paternity test with Gregory. I’ll send someone

noticed that I was already used to his

at a bad time. I’m at the hospital.” I turned around and checked on Marcus once more. “My friend is alone in the hospital, and

my request as he talked over me impatiently, “Ms. Stovall, do you know