No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

My heart sank even further. "Mrs. Walker, I'm Deborah's... friend. I heard something happened to her. Can you tell me how she's doing, what happened?"

"We don't know... she won't talk," Mrs. Walker said, her voice cracking with emotion.

"Is Deborah's boyfriend there?" I asked.

"Boyfriend?" Mrs. Walker paused, seemingly unaware of this detail.

My heart plummeted, and I also knew the answer. Deborah had gone through something major, and her boyfriend wasn't there. It seemed clear that whatever happened to Deborah involved her boyfriend. "Deborah's friend, what's this about her boyfriend?" Mrs. Walker picked up on the concern in my voice and asked.

"Mrs. Walker, it's something Deborah should tell you herself. Can you let her talk to me on the phone? Tell her it's Felicia."

"Okay, okay, please talk to her," Mrs. Walker was noticeably agitated.

Soon, I heard Mrs. Walker telling Deborah, "Deborah, it's your friend, Felicia... she wants to talk to you..."

Then there was silence. I guessed Mrs. Walker had put the phone next to Deborah, so I spoke up, "Deborah, I'm in Houston now. My phone was broken, and I only saw your message today."

do with your boyfriend?" Deborah remained silent, as if she had lost her voice. I still didn't hear her

I

time, I heard

cheerful and straightforward, as if

now, she was

did that jerk do to

Finally, Mrs. Walker sighed in resignation and took back the phone, "This stubborn girl won't talk. I'll ask her again later." "Mrs. Walker, don't push her if she doesn't want to talk. Let her heal for now. I'll talk to her when I get back," I tried to comfort

leaving

an eye on her," I couldn't help

strong-willed; she wouldn't give up easily unless

she must still be

have done to make

go of one meant finding someone better. According to her theory, even if her boyfriend betrayed her,

she did

of Deborah's suicide attempt, I wasn't in a hurry to return before, but with Deborah in such a state, I needed to get back