Begging For A Reconciliation

“Are you a runaway bride, young lady?” Cab drivers had always been a nosy bunch. The sight of Leah’s torn dress and the handsome Ron Sanders by her side lit up his imagination.

Leah was wordlessly gaping like a fish. “…”

Ron, on the other hand, went with it. “Wow, you’re right. Since you know, you should get us out of here quick or they’ll drag us back in.”

A sense of purpose arose in the driver’s heart.

“Alas, there are too many star-crossed lovers who don’t find happiness. The sight of you two reminds me of my youth. Don’t worry. I won’t allow them to break the two of you up.” After he finished, he jammed his foot into the accelerator.

He sped off at the speed of sound. The cab felt as though it had transformed into a race car.

Leah gave Ron a look of great admiration. His ability to lie with such a straight face truly knew no bounds.

The car ride that was supposed to take twenty minutes had its journey drastically shortened. The driver had dropped them off within ten minutes.

Ron gave the driver a 100-dollar bill as he spoke, “Keep the change.”

The driver’s goodwill for them rose to greater heights when greeted by their generosity. He watched the two scurrying away and shouted at the top of his lungs, “Live your lives the way you want!”

Leah pushed open the gates to the Sanders residence.

The moment the gates shut behind them, the mansion fell silent. It was as if it were a deserted home.

“Are you home, Ian?” Leah raised her voice to call him out.

Silence was the only answer she received.

Leah felt uneased as she passed through the lush garden before stepping in through the door.

The parlor was empty with not a single soul in sight. Everything was kept neat. It didn’t seem like anyone had forced their way in.

the empty room. “Doesn’t seem like anyone passed through. Is

her head. “We should look upstairs. He might be there. Let’s split

then ascended

located. Ron also lived within the residence’s grounds. It barely took them any effort to

room after another, yet again and again, her hopes were

was nowhere to

and Ron weren’t subtle in their search for him, with doors slamming open and shut. Ian should’ve

a door once more as her eyes fell onto the guest room next to

she expected. Ian was

didn’t see him. There are only four guest rooms

a furrow between her brows. “Let’s keep going.

she could finish, however, the doorknob in the guest room next to the study began to

heard it

her eyes as she rushed over to the guest

and the door to the guest room slowly opened

other a look as they waited. Even though it had only

The door finally opened.

door

at the woman clad in white cotton pajamas

to see Leah for that split second and exclaimed, “Sarah? I

when she heard

you here?” Leah asked

no longer the same timid woman she had been two years ago who felt

into an independent woman. Sasha subconsciously

me to stay.

the Sanders residence

confusion clear in her eyes. “Ian took me in because he felt sorry for me. Are you going to be angry with him, Sarah? Please don’t be.

Leah felt disgusted.

her in because he felt sorry for her? Am I considered merciless if I

right did she have to be angry if he was the one who decided