No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

My breath caught. Ernest brought Yolande with him? Are they now that inseparable, joined at the hip?

Seeing my daze, Henrik's lips quirked in a half-smile. "As I thought, your eyes are much more honest than your mouth."

With that, he turned to leave.

Swallowing the dryness in my throat, I followed him.

When I first arrived, Henrik had knocked me out and brought me here. Now, leaving, I was riding in his luxury car, soaking in the scenery. Except, the scenery remembered me, but I couldn't clearly recall it.

As the car pulled to a stop, I looked over at Henrik, my heart pounding, "Why are we at a hospital?"

"To see someone," Henrik gathered my nervousness into his gaze.

"Who?" My throat tightened.

He leaned in closer, those deep eyes of his locking onto mine, "This nervous...could it be about Collins?"

He guessed right, that was exactly what I was thinking.

"Weren't you two separated? Hate him? Why still care? Or was your breakup just a charade, a sleight of hand?" Henrik scrutinized me.

didn't look away, "Separation doesn't

just watched me, as if trying

out of the car, "You'll

seated, "If it's him, I'd rather

"Why?" Henrik smiled.

and I, the ex, don't

licked his lips subtly, "Nice boundaries, but...you're

if I refuse?" I

his hand, replying, "I'll

him a glare

he said, and I didn't want to be

thought it wouldn't be so bad for Henrik to carry me, to

aft

leaving him.

Felicia, was cherish t

thought. I wasn't

walked, it felt

I heard Henrik say, "They're just

approached with a phone. Henrik showed me the screen, and I was startled. Our strides

I hadn't realized how well I complemented him, walking