No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

"Felicia!" Conrad caught my arm in a tight grip.

I glanced at the bandage wrapped around his head and then shifted my gaze to Dustin, who had walked in with him. "I think something might have happened to Ernest."

Dustin frowned, clearly skeptical. "What do you mean, something happened? How can you tell?"

I couldn't really; it was just a gut feeling.

"I called him, and he seemed distracted, said he'd call me back later, but he hasn't yet," I explained.

"And you didn't try calling him again?" Conrad chimed in.

I hadn't, actually.

Ernest said he'd call back, so I just waited, never bothering to dial his number again.

"I'll call him," Conrad declared, pulling out his phone and dialing Ernest's number.

It took a while for the call to be answered. "Mr. Wagner."

Since Conrad was making the call right in front of me, I could hear everything clearly.

are you?" Conrad got

made

asked Ernest, "On a plane? Where are you

words clenched my

from

phone was shaking slightly. "Ernest, talk to me. Is something wrong? You're not just saying you're going back home to fool me,

not lying to

on was him, my disbelief clear in my response. "I don't buy

moment of silence on the line, and I thought Ernest was searching for an excuse. But then he said, "Yes, I'm a liar, but I'm not

call ended, and soon after, my phone chimed with a message. It was indeed from Ernest, a picture of him on the plane and another of his ticket. Seeing

hadn't even come to see

Dustin and Conrad were at a loss for words, simply watching

a jerk.

dialing Ernest's number.

"Felicia..." Conrad started.

a message to Ernest: [Is

No reply came.

unresolved, I sent

I can

you