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 straight to the

plane," Ernest's response made my

asked Ernest, "On a

two words

from

and my hand holding the phone was shaking slightly. "Ernest, talk to me. Is something wrong? You're not just saying you're going back home to fool me, are you? Where

lying to you,"

then, all I could focus on was him, my disbelief clear in my

I thought Ernest was searching for an excuse. But then he said, "Yes, I'm

It was indeed from Ernest, a picture of him on the plane and another of

come to

have turned several shades paler, and Dustin and Conrad were at a loss

Conrad spoke up, "Ernest's a

dialing

"Felicia..." Conrad started.

a message to Ernest: [Is something

No reply came.

unresolved, I

can understand why you had

you