No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

As soon as I uttered those three words, Shirley raised her hand to stop me, then pointed at Nancy, "This little lady is blessed with a stroke of luck."

Her words truly puzzled me, and Shirley noticed. "You must be confused, right?"

"A bit, yes."

Shirley chuckled, "The Smiths had a terrible car accident once, really bad. Lord was nearly a goner, and his wife was knocked out cold, seemed like she was out for either ten days or a fortnight. Everyone thought she was a goner for sure, but then she woke up."

"When she woke up, she claimed she dreamt of a little girl, an angel standing beside the Almighty, saying the angel gave her a miracle pill and told her it would save her life," Shirley shook her head as she spoke, clearly finding the whole story absurd.

"And then?" I found myself curiously drawn in by her tale.

"Well, the day she woke up was the same day I found out I was pregnant. Right away, she had Lord take me for a blood test, saying if it was a girl, we should keep her, but if it was a boy, to let him go," Shirley looked at Nancy, "In Mrs. Smith's eyes, Nancy was the angel who gave her that miracle pill, which is why she was allowed into this world."

I couldn't help but laugh at such a superstitious story, "Then Mrs. Smith should be treating Nancy like a little goddess."

"She's been frail since the accident, which is probably the only reason she hasn't tried to snatch Nancy away," Shirley said, reaching for her drink. I stopped her again.

"If you really want to keep this child, then there must be a way. The way you're acting now, you're as good as giving up on her," I cautioned.

"A way? What way?" Shirley shook her head, "You don't understand the kind of man Lord is."

Not even a beast would harm its own kin, and yet Lord was beyond ruthless.

he has on his hands? Why not use that

thought of that? But he's holding my first love hostage. If I step out of line or dare

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Shirley

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closed her eyes, "That's why I'm enduring. I plan

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