No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

"Why are you doing this? Give me my phone back."

Haley was in a panic, lunging to snatch it away.

Her obvious fear made me even more curious about who could be calling in the middle of the night.

I dodged and didn't let her have it. In our tussle, the call went through.

But the person on the other end hung up after just one ring.

Not answering?

That was even more suspicious.

I dialed the number again, and Haley, now out of bed and barefoot, rushed over to grab the phone from me.

She was so frantic she even cursed, "Felicia, have you lost your mind? Give me back my phone!"

Amid her angry shouts, the call connected, and an irritated voice came through, "Why are you calling again after I hung up?"

That voice... Was it Milly?

I froze for a second, then everything clicked.

Milly would sink so low,

moving into gynecology now?" I couldn't help but

keeping Haley from getting her phone back and

call was

was clearly feeling

the back of my

at me, even throwing the phone

hand, and thinking how she had been

kicked out at

into the bed frame and landing on the floor with a cry of pain, sitting up against the

approached her,

did Milly pay you? Are you that desperate for money? To the point of

hand clutching her bruised side and the other holding onto the

if

end, but don't bring your mess onto my turf. And tell

grabbed me, "Felicia, if you beg

Ha!

did you say? Did your failed attempt at drama knock some

there, looking down at

lying

in a pathetic