Love You Enough to Leave You

Oscar was still gazing at her when he suddenly placed his hand on the back of her head and pulled her in for a kiss. The kiss was intense, and they were momentarily lost in each other. Amelia was left in a daze when they finally pulled away, her cheeks flushed from their kiss. “Still angry with me?” Oscar asked, his forehead resting gently against hers. Amelia looked at him in bewilderment. “Mr. Clinton, why are you doing this? Am I just a pet to you? One that you play with when you’re happy but gets tossed aside when you aren’t?” “Go to sleep. I’ll leave now and come back in two hours,” Oscar said while patting her head. Amelia was silent as she lay back in bed and hid under the covers. Oscar watched over her for the longest time.

But once he realized she had no intention of coming out from under the covers, he left. When the door closed behind him, Amelia finally pulled the covers back down. She stared at the ceiling, crestfallen. “Oscar Clinton,” she muttered. “Is there still a future for us?” The silence in the ward was deafening. Oscar got in his car after having taken the elevator down and smacked the steering wheel before driving off. The drive to Cassie’s took almost thirty minutes. The door opened almost immediately after he rang the bell, and Cassie threw herself into his arms. Oscar caught her and had to half-drag her back into the house. Cassie snuggled against Oscar’s chest and whimpered, “Oz, I thought you weren’t going to come.”

Oscar remained stoic as he let her hug him. Cassie felt the reluctance in him and looked up. “Oz, are you not happy to see me?” Oscar reassured her with a hug. “Stop imagining things. I wouldn’t be here if I weren’t happy about it.” Cassie buried her face into his chest. “Oz, I know I threw a tantrum at you earlier, but I hope you won’t be angry with me,” she said softly. “You know how it is with pregnant women. We just become so much more sensitive about everything. The doctor told me this was prenatal depression, but as long as you spend more time with me, my mood will definitely improve.” Oscar only held her in his arms as he coaxed her. “Don’t think too much about it. I’ll spend more time with you in the future, now be good and go to bed.” Cassie clung to him like a koala bear with no intention of letting go.

“Oz, I’m not sleepy yet. Why don’t you chat with me? We haven’t had a chat like this for a while now,” she pleaded. “Sure.” Cassie gently rubbed his chest like a cat kneading away. “Do you still remember where we had our first kiss?” Oscar was taken aback by her question. He genuinely couldn’t remember where they had first kissed. Even though he claimed that he loved Cassie, the memories he had with her were few and far between. Cassie pouted her lips and stared at Oscar angrily. “Oz, do you not remember at all?” Oscar planted a brief kiss on her lips before turning on his charm.

now on, just remember that I’ll be showering you with kisses every minute and every second.” Disappointment flashed in Cassie’s eyes. “Oz, can you promise to kiss me and only me from now?” she asked as she touched his lips. Oscar moved her hand away. “Has the baby been behaving well today?”

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you’d put everything down and come to my rescue. But now? No matter how much I plead or beg, you still might not show up. How can I not be angry?” she retorted. “The man I love has had a change of heart. If I still don’t do anything to change that, I’d be the biggest idiot in the world!” Oscar stood up

stood his ground, not saying anything. Cassie continued sobbing. “Oz, don’t go. I really love you. I’m even carrying your child now. I’d go mad if you no longer want me.” At that moment, Oscar felt sorry for her. He

remarry in the future if I had a child in tow.” Oscar’s face fell again. “Cassie, if you’re only joking about the abortion, I can overlook that. But if you’re serious about it, I’m going to be furious.” Cassie caressed his face, a glint in her eyes. “Oz, do you really care about my baby?” “He’s my child, why wouldn’t I care about him?”

the bedroom, and laid her down in bed. “Sleep. I’ll be here with you.” Cassie buried her head into his chest, her lips curled into a smirk. “Oz, tell me a story. I’m in the mood for one.” Oscar patted her head and said, “Be good and sleep.” “No, Oz, I want to listen to

in and started narrating, “Once upon a time, there were three little bears who lived in the forest. They were Papa Bear, Mama Bear, and Little Bear…” Cassie interrupted before he could finish his sentence. “Oz, that’s such a childish story. Let’s have another.” Oscar did as he was told. “Once upon a time, there was a maiden so fair…” “Oz, your stories are boring. Can’t you come up with something more interesting? Oh, I know! Why don’t you tell me a story in Erihalese? You