No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Ernest and I moved into the room next to Yates' room.

Truth be told, it wasn't about wanting to stay at an inn for me; it was more about getting the scoop on whether Fanny would spend the night.

Ernest and I had barely stepped into our room when we made a beeline for the balcony, eager to catch any hint of gossip. Before we could even fully step out, we caught the tail end of Yates' voice, "Babe, have you ever thought about making a move abroad? With your skills, you'd flourish just as well, if not better."

Peeking over, I saw Yates wrapping his arms around Fanny, both of them leaning against the railing, lost in the vibrant nightlife.

"I haven't really thought about it, at least not until today," Fanny's voice was softer, a sharp contrast to her usual no-nonsense demeanor as Dr. Willis.

"Would you consider it, though?" Yates pressed gently.

Fanny didn't respond immediately, which prompted Yates to add, "If you're open to the idea, I could help set things up for you over there."

"Senior," Fanny called him, "have you ever considered coming back to develop your career?"

"...No," Yates' hesitation was palpable, but his resolve was clear.

Fanny nestled closer to him, asking, "Why not think about coming back?"

"I've built my career abroad, and it's not just any career; it's an international one," Yates' tone carried a mix of pride and superiority, but it was clear he wasn't bragging to Fanny; he was stating facts.

"You're internationally recognized, which means your location doesn't tie down your achievements," Fanny paused before adding, "Yates, my family, my network built over the years, and my friends are all back home."

words tugged at

she values her relationships, not

to abandon everything for the sake

about our future together. If we get married, we

men have their little quirks; Ernest likes to pinch my waist, while

clear-they would need to

thought about marrying me?" Fanny's question sounded almost

knew she was testing the

fell for you, I wanted you as my future wife. Besides, it would be dishonorable of me to treat

morals were intact.

weight of promising to marry a woman, but to a woman,

Fanny, who

Yates' embrace,

her eyes softening

his. Content

The atmosphere...

It was happening.

Fanny tiptoed, their lips just about to meet when a large hand

pulled back into an

moment I wanted to witness was gone,

"It's PG-rated," he joked.