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.

swept a glance through the empty room.

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

then ascended

before and knew where Ian’s room was located. Ron

another, yet again and again, her hopes

was nowhere to be

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

more as her eyes

was just as she expected. Ian was

her. “I didn’t see him. There are only four guest rooms left that we haven’t

a furrow between her brows. “Let’s

the doorknob in the guest room next to

heard it clear as

eyes as she rushed over to the guest

door to the guest room slowly opened from

Ron shot each other a look as they waited. Even though it had

The door finally opened.

door

stared incredulously at the woman clad in

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

frowned when she heard Sasha’s

why are you

same timid woman she had been two years ago who felt inferior

independent woman. Sasha subconsciously clenched the doorknob in

to go. It was Ian who allowed me to stay.

you’ve been here in the Sanders residence all this time?”

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. Ian’s a good man. I wish you both all

Leah felt disgusted.

he felt sorry for her? Am I considered merciless if

if he was