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

It was quite far away, in a neighborhood near the north. Once I got off the car, I called Nora.

The phone rang for quite a while before she picked up. “Babe! Are you here?”

“I’m right downstairs.”

“Okay, give me a second.”

Five minutes later, I saw her limping down the stairs. She seemed rather unkempt in just her pyjamas with her hair simply tied in a messy bun.

She opened the door, and her face broke into a wide grin at the sight of the chrysanthemums in my hands. As she reached out to take them, she asked, “How did you know I liked chrysanthemums?”

What?

I had no idea. If it wasn’t for Armond, I wouldn’t even have thought of it.

At the sight of her happy smile, I couldn’t help but admit, “Armond asked me to buy them. I thought they would be a bit of a bad omen at first, but I saw these pretty pink ones at a flower shop on my way here and bought them.”

She chuckled. “I guess Mr. Murphy is still on his toes when it comes to this stuff. I only mentioned it once, and yet, he remembered. Looks like I might be likely to be marrying Mr. Bachelor in the future, huh?”

After that, she invited me in, and I followed her upstairs. Her house was incredibly messy, which left me a bit speechless. “Quick question – how do you live in a mess like this?”

She stuck the flowers into a random vase and gathered large bunches of messy clothes off the sofa and onto the bed. “I can’t sleep if it’s too tidy.”

struck speechless once

big – it was maybe eight hundred square feet

you living alone?” I

glass of water. “I used to live with another girl, but she moved in with her boyfriend. Now it’s just

she scrutinized me with narrowed eyes. “Why don’t you move in with me so we

nod. “But you need to keep the place much tidier. I might go insane if it’s

the time. I don’t feel like tidying things up when

why don’t you just go home?” It wasn’t as if she wasn’t doing well financially. She had no reason to live in

as an adult, okay?

mind around her logic at all. With a shrug, I asked, “How’s your

next to me and replied, “It’s nothing serious. I was wearing heels when I fought with Tessa, so I sprained my ankle. Anyway, what would

rang,

grab lunch together,” she pestered as she opened the

to the state of the place and said, “Ms. Oberick, I’m here to help you clean

and gestured for the woman to do what she had to do. “So, what do you want

something random. “What

didn’t waste too much time, or we would probably have left the house a lot

we found a restaurant that served fish and chips and

started nosing around the moment we sat

own spit and looked at her as I coughed. “We were just another arranged marriage. Mr. Bauman was the one behind our

and looked as if she were actually thinking about it. “Are you two planning to go back