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.

so low, playing dirty just to snag

gynecology now?" I couldn't

from getting her phone back and taunted Milly, "Cat got your tongue,

was

clearly feeling

back, her nails scratching the back of my hand in the process,

out," Haley yelled at me, even throwing

the scratch mark her nail left on my hand, and thinking how

kicked out

on the floor with a cry

her, crouching

you that desperate for money?

the other holding onto the bed frame, looked even paler and

if she

her sternly, "Haley, I know you're at your wit's end, but don't bring your mess onto my turf. And tell the person behind you, l'expose her

grabbed me, "Felicia, if you

Ha!

your failed attempt at drama knock some sense out

looking

lying

in a pathetic state,