No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

It seemed that aside from Yolande, Grant was another who truly knew Ernest.

At least, he was privy to more of the dangers Ernest had faced than I was.

But now, I lacked the courage to delve into his past. I feared that learning of his hardships would only deepen my sorrow and longing for him.

"I don't believe it," Grant repeated those words.

I understood that feeling. In my heart, Ernest wasn't gone; he had just traveled to a place beyond my reach.

"Let's just say he's gone on a long journey," I said, giving the bell a gentle shake.

The clear sound somehow filled the emptiness within me with warmth.

Thank goodness!

This bell Ernest left me was truly a lifesaver.

"Give me a moment, and then I have something for you," Grant suddenly said.

"What is it?"

see," Grant replied before

after him, but seeing him- usually so full of laughter - now looking as if he had lost everything,

me, Ernest was the love of my

Ernest, his battle buddy, felt like losing

the office, idly ringing the bell,

leave the office and visit Deborah's house. I had tried contacting her the day before, but her phone was off, and she wasn't replying to messages. I found out she had also left

had no choice but

might you be?" Mrs. Walker asked warily upon seeing

"Mrs. Walker, I'm Felicia."

then broke into

a good place. Sure enough, Mrs. Walker led me inside

if you know where she

persuade her to

home."

I knew where Deborah was, I wouldn't have come here. But I couldn't bear

I was there,

confusion, "Mrs. Walker, what

to Deborah?

she want to harm herself?

know?"