When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Audrey hugged the clothes to her chest and entered the fitting room.

As soon as she left, Ashton and John shot each other withering glares, then turned to face different directions.

I was greatly amused by this scene. Indeed, everyone had an Achilles’ heel.

After staying to make sure war wasn’t about to break out again, I spun on my heels and walked toward my target destination.

When women shopped, we always struggled with indecision, and it was this syndrome that profited many luxury brands. Faced with two sets of clothing with styles that were both to my liking, I made the mistake most women made.

Something that obviously could have been solved in one minute, I used nearly ten minutes. In the end, I decided to just grab both sets.

When I went back to the others, everyone was standing by Audrey’s fitting room door, discussing about separating ways to search for me.

I broke into a small jog and called out, “I’m back, I’m back.”

“Well, finally. For a second there I thought you lost your way,” John said jokingly.

clothes over to Gregory. Holding out one in each

surprise, but he recovered very quickly. Glancing at Ashton who was beside him, he shook his

you like it,

his protests, I stacked the clothes and stuffed them into his arms, then gently pushed him into the fitting room. “How’s that the same? These were handpicked by me. You must try them on. Be a good boy and go on in.

took two steps, then looked over his shoulder to gauge Ashton’s

quickly stepped in between the two of them, blocking them from each others’ views, and advised solemnly, “This is between you and me, okay? You

obsidian eyes lit up. He hugged the clothes to his chest and nodded vehemently. “Mm.

a smile at me, he happily entered

a white two-piece

I exhaled inaudibly before stepping forward to squat down in front of Gregory, carefully examining every inch of

Gregory was a miniature version of Ashton. Hence,

either wear your school uniform, or just like your dad, you strut around in formal attire, which is ridiculously

crescents as he

look forward to

but my casual remark was taken seriously by the man behind