No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

The very thing I had been tirelessly searching for, as if by some twist of fate, had found its way to me.

I was genuinely thrilled.

But that excitement quickly turned to confusion.

Why would this person suddenly reach out to me, knowing exactly what I was after?

It's been over a decade since my parents' tragic car accident. Why hadn't this individual disclosed that missing page from the accident report until now?

Reaching out to me now, did they truly possess the report, or was there an ulterior motive?

So many thoughts raced through my mind in an instant, yet regardless of their intentions, I couldn't let this opportunity slip by.

I excitedly typed out a message in response: [How can we meet?]

No reply came.

After a nerve-wracking minute, I began to wonder about this mysterious messenger. When had they even added me?

Checking the new friend request, I noticed it was indeed them who had added me, with a note stating "Officer Sampson."

I had completely forgotten about them since they hadn't spoken to me after adding me.

Could this person be the officer handling the car accident file?!

quickly sent another message:

appeared almost immediately. I

appeared in the

as I swiftly replied with a single

communication from their end, but I stared at their

with nerves

words

persuasions of Herschel,

the

Ernest's father's involvement, gave me a strong premonition that this missing report page was going to be

that. But the more

heart and debating whether to share this development with him. "Can't sleep?" Ernest approached, his body radiating a

then

in my ears, unsettling me even

gently stroked my hair,

him. It wasn't that

began investigating

things

l.ne

on the verge of uncovering

closest to me, a

his father was