No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

"Felicia!"

Dustin's voice, as smooth and pleasant as ever, pierced through the air.

Yet, the moment it reached my ears, it felt like a soft thorn, painfully stabbing at my heart.

How could someone, who appeared so harmless on the outside, harbor such darkness within? To achieve his goals, he wouldn't hesitate to go to extreme lengths.

Suppressing the pain, I went straight to the point, "Dustin, I need a favor."

"Sure, tell me," Dustin's tone was different now. Taking over the reins of the Wagner Group from Conrad had lent him an air of authority.

Seems like your position not only shapes your thoughts but your actions as well.

"Our colleague, Deborah, also a good friend of mine, up and quit her job under some weird circumstances. I have no clue where she is now and was hoping you'd use your contacts to help track her down." "Deborah?" Dustin repeated, "Okay."

"Thanks, Dustin," I replied, maintaining the same courteous tone as before.

"Felicia," he called out softly, "Can we meet up?"

"Sure, when's good for you?" I agreed readily.

me. He never expected me to adjust my schedule for him,

for me was hidden in these small gestures, but back then, my eyes were

about tomorrow night? You could pick me up, and we could go see your parents. It's been a while since I visited,"

Why did you want me to stay away? I might not listen

why Mr. Collins hadn't shown

news with everyone else, simply saying

leading me

was Grant who took me home, his voice faint in my drunken haze, "Ernest would have scolded you for not

gone...My Ernest

day, I woke up to the

have you sobered

home," I managed to say, despite having drunk a

remember it was me. Seems like you didn't drink that much after

clearly, so I asked

said a lot of things,"

if I was drunk, how could he have said anything of significance? I wasn't

this early, you're

me, are you? If