No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

I was definitely watching her, but for some reason, as I kept looking, she started to blur in front of my eyes.

Shaking my head, just as I was about to say something, Shirley chimed in, "It's not his wife having a dream; he said he wants to see you."

"What?" I hadn't even finished my question when Shirley became completely indistinct.

Next thing I knew, I felt someone lifting me, Shirley's voice whispering, "You need to rest for a bit."

Why should I sleep?

A voice inside me wondered, but my mouth wouldn't open.

I felt myself being helped up, but I couldn't open my eyes or speak.

I was put into a car, but as for where we were headed, I had no idea. All I knew was someone gave me water, and that's when I could finally open my eyes.

The first thing I saw was a tall, unfamiliar man, and yet, I recognized him. He was Mr. Clark's bodyguard.

Everything clicked when I remembered what Shirley had said just before I lost consciousness.

I shifted a bit and asked the man in front of me, "Where's Mr. Clark?"

he ignored me, turning away and leaving

to be an old auto repair shop, given

wasn't hard to figure out; he probably didn't want me to know

heart started racing. I'm

calm, thinking since Lord's personal bodyguard was here and even bothered to wake me with water, Lord

where

in, today of all days dressed in all white, looking like he

again," Lord said with

afraid of him. "Mr. Clark, this isn't

bother with me if you dislike it so much? Hmm?" He stood before me as the bodyguard brought over a chair for

family first, why would I bother with you?" I retorted, Shirley's

you've found out. But it

His indifference was astounding.

Are

by me. He tampered with the brakes," Lord confessed with unsettling ease, as if the lives

Why would you do

reason, really. Just a whim,

could I believe