The most fearsome thing is when the air suddenly turns quiet.
What scares me more is when the breath stops suddenly.
It's suffocating.
Jane Sampson looked down at her chest, angrily shaking off James Black's arm.
"I hate you!" She said, and walked away with a puff of anger.
James Black followed her, holding Jane Sampson's hand, "Your head is this big, and you keep overthinking, be careful you don't think yourself silly."
"Let go." Jane Sampson snorted, "I'm smart."
"I would never treat you that way," James Black continued, "I told you, I've made a will, if anything happens to me, all my inheritance will go to you."
James Black said, "If I'm still alive, I won't fall for anyone else."
He only came to love one Jane Sampson after thirty years.
Even if there are two more thirty years in the future, they're just enough to love and accompany her.
The time he could spend by her side in a year was limited, he didn't even know how many hours were left in his life to be with her.
