No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 34



The guy looked rugged and tough, kind of intimidating.

All the guys I had been around were clean-cut, always in shirts and ties, suits and coats. But this guy gave off a vibe like he just stepped out of a movie about prison life.

I instinctively tightened my grip on my backpack, remembering the pepper spray and pocket knife Fanny had insisted on packing for me.

But before I could think about reaching for them, the guy had started the car without saying a word. And that look he gave me, what was that about? I didn't get it, but my heart, only starting to feel at ease in this new city, began to race again.

Because of my wariness, I didn't even take the time to appreciate the cityscape. Once the car stopped and I paid my fare, I couldn't wait to get off. Watching the car drive away, I finally sighed in relief.

It was already 10 PM. Coming at that hour probably wasn't the best idea. I could have waited until daylight to look for the house my parents used to live in, but now that I was already there, there was no point in second-guessing myself.

The place before me looked old and rundown, with crumbling walls and uneven pavement full of potholes and puddles.

dad left was 42 Old Alley. I checked every house number until I found it, complete with a "For Rent" sign out front. Who in their right mind would rent a

small courtyard surrounded by houses, a tree at the center. It was too

called out, belonging to an elderly lady with silver hair,

looking to rent," I said, pointing toward the room on the eastern side,

me about the layout once. There were three rooms, with a central living room for guests and family time, a kitchen to the west,

parents

traces of the past, but I wanted to stay in the bedroom where they had lived if

room's taken. How about this

pd lady suggested,

a smaller room

I wanted.

didn't respond immediately, still

my hesitation, she

old. The one I'm suggesting is

Swne

like you.