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

looked around the house. It wasn’t very big – it was maybe eight hundred square feet with two

you living alone?” I

nodded as she poured me a glass of water. “I used to live with another girl, but she moved in with

she spoke, she scrutinized me with narrowed eyes. “Why don’t you move in with me so we can split the

nod. “But you need to keep the place much tidier.

you move here, it won’t be this messy all the time. I don’t feel like tidying things up when it’s just me here. After all, if everything’s too perfect, it doesn’t

she wasn’t

and said, “I need my freedom as an adult, okay? We all need a

mind around her logic at all. With a shrug, I asked, “How’s your injury?” I couldn’t help but look at her leg

I fought with Tessa, so I sprained my ankle.

asked that, the doorbell rang, and she went to

so we can grab lunch together,” she pestered as she opened the

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

nodded and gestured for the woman to do what she had to do. “So, what do you want to eat?” she asked

went with something random. “What

and bustled around a bit. Luckily, she didn’t

served fish and chips and ordered what we wanted

started nosing around the moment we sat down. “Babe, tell me everything

her as I coughed. “We were just another arranged marriage. Mr. Bauman was

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