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.

glance through the empty

her head. “We should look upstairs. He might be there.

ascended

Ron

another, yet again and again, her hopes

was nowhere

Ron weren’t subtle in their search for him, with doors slamming open and

door once more as her eyes

was just as she expected. Ian

only four guest rooms left

with a furrow between her brows.

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

Leah and Ron heard

she rushed over to

and the door to the

they waited. Even though it had only been two seconds, she felt as if a century had

The door finally opened.

person behind the door

incredulously at the woman clad in white cotton pajamas and

see Leah for that split second and exclaimed, “Sarah? I thought it was Ian who

she heard

why are you

no longer the same timid woman she had

morphed into an independent woman. Sasha subconsciously clenched the doorknob in fear as Leah questioned

me to stay. He said I

the Sanders residence

going to be angry with him, Sarah? Please don’t be. Ian’s a

Leah felt disgusted.

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

have to be angry if he was the one who decided