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

“Damn! How are we going to get out of here? It’s a sea of mountains!” One woman exclaimed in shock.

Nora looked at the hill range that seemed to go on forever. Holding onto her forehead, she was probably starting to feel restless, just like I was.

Nevertheless, she sighed, “Let’s move on. There’s no way we can’t find our way out.”

Easier said than done. We went around in circles for who knew how long, moving from one hill to another.

The sky got darker and darker while the women got worried. “I think we should find a place to rest. If we continue walking like this, I’m afraid we may bump into some wild animals that live here. That would be bad.”

That was not an unreasonable request. At first, everything seemed fine, as we were able to identify traces of human passage. But after walking for several hours, as we ventured deeper and deeper into the forest, I realized there were almost no traces of human beings left.

Nora turned to face us. She went silent for a while and eventually agreed. “Okay, let’s find a place to rest for the night.”

We had no means of making fire. We had made our impromptu escape without bringing along extra clothes or food.

Fortunately, after walking for a little while longer, we found a large and sturdy tree with a giant hole underneath its roots. Someone must have dug it out some time ago. The size of the entrance, however, was barely accommodating.

As women, we were relatively petite in size, so we had little issue crawling into the hole.

hole. Night had

were five of us in total. Besides Nora and I, the

we huddled in the hole, we began to make introductions. The other three women

be due to hormonal imbalance. Her cheeks had been visibly covered in acne for quite some time, especially along the jawlines. Some of them had formed pus and turned white,

a bit plump with medium-length hair. Her eyebrows highlighted her forehead wrinkles, which made her seem at least ten years older than she

I got to learn

to be the case. Perhaps they just wanted women. Any woman would do. As for

a short chat, we laid down in the hole to get some rest. I heard Tessa reciting some prayers close to me, but I could not make out

chanting was not exactly loud, but

scared, but they stayed curled up in the hole, hugging

know that you believe in God, but can you please recite your prayers in your mind, and not

a furious retort. “God will only

Instead, she rolled her eyes and, when the chanting resumed, said, “Look, if it means so much to you, please do

went quiet after that. The

glances. Neither had anything to say. Shrouded in darkness, all of us remained

for us, nothing happened during the night. We lived to see

The next day.

was music to the ears. By the time I woke