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.

and told her that once he was free of his responsibilities, he would take her traveling around the world. He knew she had never truly

had been, he had always accepted and indulged her. In fact, when Dylan first proposed

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

this one decision would cost them so

had said his condition was stable

wasn't that he was unable to wake up, but that he simply didn't want to. Because it

from them-everything he had spent a

worldly possessions were gone. And soon, they would be buried

this world for Marshall to

this was the consequence of her wrong choice.

circumstances wouldn't imprl net

At

be one more person to shoulder the

she still desperately hoped he would hold on because she couldn't lose him, too. If even he left her,