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?"

Grant replied

call after him, but seeing him- usually so full of laughter -

love of my life, and losing

buddy, felt like losing a

the office, idly ringing the bell, lost in thought until

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

I had no choice but to visit

Mrs. Walker asked warily

"Mrs. Walker, I'm Felicia."

paused, then broke into

Walker led me inside and said, "This girl, we don't know She's dead or alive.

you know where she

her to

home."

where Deborah was, I wouldn't have come here. But I couldn't bear to see Mrs. Walker so distressed and agreed to

there, I

confusion, "Mrs. Walker, what

happened to Deborah?

want to

know?"