No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

I flipped through the pages again, this time with meticulous care, not wanting to miss a single detail.

The entry was dated right before he went back to his country, reading, "Over fourteen hundred days and nights have passed. It's time to return." Fourteen hundred days, precisely four years.

Continuing my search, I abruptly stumbled upon an entry that made my heart skip a beat: "She finally isn't his anymore."

The date was the very day I was supposed to get my marriage license with Conrad Wagner.

That day, I discovered Haley had moved into the house I shared with Conrad. That day, I stood him up, effectively ending our paths together.

The revelation sent shivers down my spine. Taking a deep breath, I prepared to delve deeper, but the sound of a car engine outside halted my exploration. I had to put the diary away for now and head downstairs.

Yolande opened the door for Ernest, who was intimidating one of the men with a pointed toe under his chin, "Spill it now, or lose your chance to ever speak again."

His intensity was like nothing I'd ever seen-scary, but I couldn't look away.

Despite their lack of skill, the men were stubbornly silent.

Then, with a swift lift of his foot, Ernest caused a chilling snap, eliciting a pained groan from the man now sprawled on the ground, his face ashen.

Felicia mentioned it earlier," Yolande

she then looked at me. I stepped outside, uttering only, "I want to go back

"Okay, I'll arrange for someone to escort

do it. Looks like I'm free now, and I can take

shifted to me,

my own," I stated

second, Ernest spoke, addressing

I was speechless.

when he called

Brown's words sent a chill down my spine.

guessene

tae

thoughts, "Don't worry

about what he said."

might put Conrad in danger if

of Conrad being beaten over the phone crossed my mind, "Aren't you going to rescue him?" Yolande looked at me intently, "Conrad's

handle this. Go book the tickets now," Ernest

agreed, pulling out her phone. Then she