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?!

I quickly sent another message: [Officer

appeared

appeared in the

nerves as I swiftly replied with

communication from their end, but I stared at their message for a long

yet mixed with

comforting words of Lord

of

the

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

want to think about that. But the more daunting it seemed,

balcony again, trying to calm my racing heart and debating whether to share this development with him. "Can't sleep?" Ernest approached, his body radiating

looked at him, then hugged

my ears, unsettling me

my hair, "Something

still unsure of whether to confide in him. It wasn't that

began investigating

things

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Now that I was on the verge of uncovering the truth T feared

person closest to me, a

all, his father was also