No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

I couldn't help but turn my head.

Just then, Ernest looked up too. Even though we were separated by the car window, it felt like he could see me clearly.

My heart felt like it had been pierced by a knife.

But his gaze towards me was quickly interrupted by Yolande at his side. I could even hear her voice through the window, "Ernest, let's go inside."

He looked away and started walking inside with Yolande.

Suddenly, I felt a surge of energy and I flung the car door open.

As my feet hit the ground, Henrik followed suit, looking at me, "Want to go say hi?"

Yes, I wanted to see if he would feel guilty showing up with another woman in front of me.

Would he remember the things he once said to me?

It wasn't about not being able to let go, but rather I wanted to know if he felt any remorse.

"Quinn," I didn't respond but Henrik understood my intention and called out to Ernest while taking my hand and walking towards them. Ernest stopped, him and Yolande looked our way.

My breathing was tight, my heart raced with a mix of panic and a bizarre sense of revenge.

might not care about me, but here I was, alive and well, protected by Henrik, a man feared

and Yolande and broke the ice, "Quinn, we meet

hurt him before, yet Henrik's tone betrayed

and an even bigger spirit, or perhaps

ever, "You probably didn't want

head, "Not at all, I was

then looked at me,

see guilt and unease in his eyes, but facing

me, and I clearly said I didn't want him back, so why did I still

on such a

it was like a moment of clarity

didn't care, then I would treat him as a

instead at Henrik, "I want to go

led me past Ernest, but Ernest's familiar scent still lingered in

once we

him, and immediately saw

thece, seemingly waiting for

me.

had asked Henrik a question he hadn't answered. Seeing Conrad

asked