The Sway and Slide of Love by Jean Song

Dylan was like deadly poison to the Swifts. He had deliberately lured Marla away at that time. Otherwise, she wouldn't have let him go so easily.

After all, Marshall was already in a coma. So, all she could do was cling tightly to Dylan and refuse to let go.

But...

Marla opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, yet words failed her completely at this moment.

Then, a sharp alarm blared from the machine beside the bed.

She immediately whipped around.

She wasn't the only one who heard it. The doctors outside did, too. They rushed in instantly and pushed her aside as they began emergency resuscitation.

Marla stood frozen, phone still in hand, staring blankly at Marshall on the bed. He had an oxygen mask over his face.

free of his responsibilities, he would take her traveling around the world.

been, he had always accepted and indulged her. In

time, she had stopped him. When their eyes met, he must have seen the malice in her gaze.

imagined that this one decision would cost them so dearly.

phone call just now. After all, the doctors had said his condition was stable and that he would wake in a day or

wake up, but that he simply didn't want to. Because it was too unbearable-the situation

had taken everything from them-everything he had spent a lifetime building.

and now even their worldly possessions were gone. And

this world for Marshall to hold on

the consequence of her wrong choice. . She

circumstances wouldn't imprl net

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would just be one more person to shoulder

hold on because she couldn't lose him, too. If even he left