No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 208



The silence was deafening.

I toyed with the idea of finding some excuse to end the call when Jacqueline's voice came through, trembling with emotion, "Herschel's in this state all because of that woman. Just for that, I can't bring myself to accept her."

Jacqueline spat out the words with such venom, it was the first time I'd ever seen her like this.

A chill ran down my spine, leaving me speechless.

"Felicia," Jacqueline called out, "try to visit Herschel more often. You're the only comfort he has left."

Her words weighed heavily on me, but I agreed nheless.

After hanging up, I slumped against the car seat, feeling an invisible weight pressing down on me, making it hard to breathe.

Once home, I curled up on the couch, quietly piecing together the events. Everything seemed to point towards Lord, but Lord's connections with Herschel, especially the secretive nature of Lord's rehab facility, raised even more suspicions.

if there's nothing to

head, and the more I couldn't stop thinking. In a moment of frustration, I grabbed a cushion and smothered my face with it, my go-to method for self-soothing whenever I

I thought I was hallucinating until I

removed the cushion and made my way to the

being broad daylight, danger could still lurk. Cautiously, I asked,

"It's me, Ernest!"

Why was Ernest back so soon? Had

the door, I saw Ernest in a black tee

you here?"

I knew it, his hand was on my forehead. The warmth and firmness of his palm gave me a surprising feeling

Ernest said, lifting a bag full

sandwiches for lunch, sound

need, that's too much trouble, I'll just order

off before I could finish, "You

it,

my kitchen. According to the old saying about generosity,

accepting someone's about