No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 52



I stepped off the plane, my luggage still in tow, and made a beeline for the amusement park.

Deborah was there, too. When she saw me, she wrapped me in a tight hug. "Felicia, you're finally back."

I patted her on the back. "Come on. Let's check out a few places first."

I had barely slept the previous night, and my mind was racing through what could go wrong.

Though I had suspicions about the construction crew and the lighting supplier, the odds of them messing up seemed slim. It was a big project, after all. They'd be in for more than a financial hit if the fault were theirs.

So, I racked my brain for other potential issues, but as a layperson, pinpointing the problem was tricky. That meant I needed to see things for myself. Switching lights on and off, comparing them to the design blueprints, I kept at it until 2 a.m.

"Felicia, you're like a storm gathering strength for a week before it hits," Deborah joked, visibly exhausted.

Had I been away for a week? I couldn't dwell on that. Deborah and I headed straight to the office, working through the night to document our findings. We planned to contact the construction and lighting teams and report to Conrad the next day.

filled me in. She also mentioned we'd still

professionalism and strictness at work meant his reaction wasn't

to do this

was 6 a.m. when Deborah and I wrapped up. She was so

heavy,

awake for some reason. After

wash and a

issues had identified. If my hunch was correct, the problem lay in the

"Ms. Hudson, you're back!"

"Ms. Hudson, so early!"

colleagues began to trickle in. They greeted me warmly, yet there

had told me that

was public knowledge within the company Being a part of

married to

my private life was

to others.