No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

This little rascal really knows how to manipulate people. I lifted her from the car and settled into the Uber Shirley had called.

On the way, I whipped out my phone and ordered a gift for Nancy. Even though she wanted for nothing, I still wanted to show her I cared.

Shirley and her daughter lived in one of Seabreeze City's most upscale gated communities. As soon as we entered, I was greeted by a house festooned with balloons, toys, and garlands.

"This was all Lord's doing," Shirley said as she handed me a pair of slippers.

The lavish display and the sense of occasion made me comment, "He really dotes on Nancy."

"That's true, but what Nancy needs isn't all this... Plus," Shirley glanced at Nancy and then whispered to me, "Nancy's getting older now, and people often mistake Lord for her grandfather when they're out together. She's starting to reject him."

Lord was old enough to be a grandfather, so misunderstandings were bound to happen.

But who could be blamed for that?

If not for her circumstances, would things have come to this?

Nancy, brimming with joy, pulled me into her playroom, insisting I join her in her games.

No kidding, keeping up with a kid is exhausting work. It wasn't long before I felt my energy flagging.

Just then, the gift I'd ordered for Nancy arrived. "Nancy, your sister got you a gift. Let's see if you like it."

I took the moment to rest, realizing I hadn't seen Shirley since we got home.

me some coffee and fruit, and I casually

the nanny looked upstairs, "She... should

Nancy and her gift, when suddenly Shirley's

nanny seemed off earlier; she must have

later, Shirley came downstairs, her

she said,

she wanted to vent.

I might

before my

well, discussing someone else's family matters

you looking to make things

claim to the

I ever thought that, he'd have me killed," Shirley's response made me

woman, they

offered together. Even withouret

a formal status,

was an intimacy shared.

of being his lawful wife, believe

lover forever. But what

clenched her

had a child even; lacking in affection maybe, but wishing death upon each

Shirley's emotions were running

poured herself a glass