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.

here I was, alive and well, protected by Henrik, a man feared

Yolande and broke the

hurt him before, yet

an even bigger spirit, or perhaps it

was as aloof as ever, "You probably didn't want to see

shook his head, "Not at all, I was actually looking forward

looked at me,

front of Ernest, I wanted to see guilt and unease in his eyes, but facing him made me realize how pointless that

I clearly said I didn't

my emotions on such a man

an instant, it was like a moment

care, then I would treat him as a

look at Ernest but instead at Henrik, "I want to

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

teased me once we were out

with him, and immediately saw Conrad.

thece, seemingly waiting for

me.

the car, I had asked Henrik a question he hadn't answered.

I asked again,