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

A few of them looked at me in confusion. “Are you constipated?”

No one but Nora was capable of making such a crass comment.

Rolling my eyes, I resumed my seat and replied, “I bumped into a friend that’s all.”

My reply seemed to have piqued her interests even more. “What friend? Is it a he or she?” Is he handsome?”

Oh dear…

Tessa’s gaze fell on me; her lips pursed with traces of disdain.

I lost my appetite after taking a few bites when Nora suggested a karaoke session on the second floor.

Everyone agreed to her suggestion. After all, they did promise themselves to play hard after returning home from Western Europe.

The second floor was full of private rooms for karaoke with a big pool hall in the middle. Customers who did not fancy singing karaoke could spend time playing pool out here. I regarded this to be a very thoughtful design.

I was terribly tone-deaf and could neither sing nor dance. Tessa seemed to view karaoke singing in the same light. But it could just be that she didn’t like it at all. For all that I knew, we both disliked the rowdy environment.

After spending some time in our private room, I excused myself to get some air.

mostly because Nora kept shooting me looks to get out of her way so she could spend some private

suspect something was wired wrongly for him

filled with a few men in groups and maybe two or three women in between. Pool was not a very popular sport in

for a while, I found a bench on the side and sat down with my chin rested

a seat next to me. It took me a few

few exchanges throughout the night; thus I was

you know the man from just now?” she asked

realized she wasn’t even looking at me. Her

The man?

my lips and hesitated for a brief moment before I answered her question, “What

fiddling with her hands as she spoke, “I believe in letting go of grievances among people. I can get over whatever had happened between us in Venria.

by her statement but chose

friends, it’s not in anyone’s benefit if our relationship remains as strained as it is. Since we hang out with the same

my eyebrow raised, still puzzled by her

be arrogant, it’s fine by me if you wish to carry on

sometimes you’re trapped in your own pre-conceptions. I don’t see you as an

exclaimed while holding out her hand.

handing it back to me. “I’ve saved my phone