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.

of the issue and was furious. Deborah had filled me in. She also mentioned we'd

feelings toward me aside, his professionalism and strictness at work meant his reaction wasn't

we've got to do this right," I

and I wrapped up. She was

heavy, too,

awake for some

face wash and

scrutinizing the issues had identified. If my hunch was

"Ms. Hudson, you're back!"

"Ms. Hudson, so early!"

the workday started, colleagues began to trickle in. They greeted me warmly, yet

me that

Conrad was public knowledge within the company Being a part of the Wagner

married

private life was of

to others.