When There Is Nothing Left But Love (Ashton And Scarlett)

Huh? Is this a confession?

His genuine smile took me by surprise, and I quickly shrugged all of my concerns off my mind. I grasped his hand and nodded as a tiny smile played on my lips.

…

After spending another fortnight at the hospital for a series of therapies, the doctor finally agreed to discharge me from the hospital.

As it was early winter, the weather was just about right.

I put on a jacket over my patient gown and took a seat next to Marcus, who was in the driver’s seat.

Irked by my hair that was shoulder-length, I ran my fingers across it, drooping it behind my shoulders when the car was brought to a halt at the traffic light.

It took a little longer than usual for the traffic light to turn green. Bored, I wound down the window to survey the surroundings that felt familiar yet odd at the same time. “Have I always been in frail health? It feels like I have made countless trips to the hospital. I can vividly recall this particular route to the hospital..”

few seconds later, he stared dead ahead and said, “I neglected you and your condition back in the

words felt like a double innuendo, but before I could probe further, he showed no signs to carry on with this conversation. Hence, I

by the road. The lavish vehicle caught

heard as a child yelled, “You’re a fascist who can’t even keep his word!

harsh remarks that were unbefitting of the image of

five or six-year-old craned over and tried to

suit he had put on made him seem like a

away from sneaking his way

little boy’s collar and bringing him back to the car. The boy seemed

little boy saw me, his eyes widened in disbelief.

and asked rhetorically, “Excuse me, Gregory Hall? Have you always

features that seemed to be out of this world. His abysmal pair of eyes seemed to be able to easily intimidate and seduce others according

the time flew by. I placed my hand on my heart in an attempt to catch my breath, yet it seemed to be of no avail.

started the car again, but he soon