No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Henrik nodded slightly, then straightened up. "Right, you're not lovesick. But I'm curious, why did you save Jeff? Is he that important to you?"

Henrik seemed friendly, not pressing for answers, but he was setting traps with every step, trying to figure out who mattered most to me. He wanted to exploit my value to its fullest. "Not important," I said crisply, three words clear and direct.

Henrik chuckled, clearly not convinced. "Yet, you used your one chance to save him."

"That's because Jeff taught me how to play baseball. So, this opportunity should belong to him," I said, causing Henrik to shake his head.

"Why wouldn't you fight for yourself? Fight to make me let you go?" Henrik tested human nature once again.

"You're keeping me here to watch the game anyway. I doubt I'd make it to the airport even if I tried leaving. Besides, I came here to see Jeff play. I don't want to leave," I said, glancing at Henrik's forearm, which he had rolled up his sleeve to reveal. There seemed to be a scar.

Noticing my gaze, he pulled up his sleeve further, exposing half his arm. A deep scar was visible. "It's not fully healed yet. I'll get a tattoo over it, so it won't look so ugly."

He was concerned about it looking ugly.

"Who did that to you?" I asked, somewhat knowingly.

Henrik smiled lightly. "You don't know?"

dropped the act,

down his sleeve. "Not

pursed his lips. "My grudge with him isn't just about this

surprised. "You and Ernest knew

guys date? He never told you about his

really knew how to hit where

gave a bitter

looking at me with a bit more pity. "Seems like he really

heart ached. "Yeah, if he loved me, he should be here

my crown. Henrik was patting my

was still not used to

do."

about to pull away when he withdrew his

QUMS

meaning

I saw him rushing toward me, followed by

for me, but seeing him stirred something in

beside me. "He must love you more than Ernest ever