No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 676

On such a still and eerie night, the sensation was downright unsettling. Suddenly, my skin prickled, and I hurried my pace, eventually breaking into a run. Out of breath, I reached my car where the driver was waiting, chuckling when he saw me, "No need to rush, I'm not in

a hurry." It wasn't about being in a hurry; it was fear that propelled me forward.

I glanced back at the alley I had sprinted from; it looked utterly deserted. But I could've sworn I heard footsteps as clear as day, as if someone was indeed there. Now seated in the car, I regretted not taking a second look.

I immediately shared the eerie encounter with Fanny Willis over the phone. She laughed at my story, "Sounds like you had a ghostly encounter in the middle of the night."

Ghosts? I don't believe in them. I was about to argue when Fanny added, "Could've been a stalker, you know."

That seemed more plausible. Dark alleys were perfect spots for such creeps, but if it were a stalker, surely they would've made move, not just silently followed me.

"Stop overthinking and get some sleep. And hey, you've been hitting the bottle pretty hard lately. It's not good for you; maybe cut back a bit," Dr. Willis advised.

I replied, somewhat

had been haunting me lately, and alcohol seemed the only

the alley, I glanced back one last time and caught sight of a figure emerging and walking in the opposite direction. The silhouette was tall and imposing, eerily reminiscent of Ernest.

the doors were locked, and in

it, unlock it!" I cried out to

door was unlocked, I flung it open and stepped out, only to misjudge the distance and fall, my

figure had vanished, leaving only the throbbing pain of scraped knees..., Tears streamed

by pain and

my pretense of

shattered by the fall.

James, who, along with the driver, accompanied me to

treated my wounds, her skepticism evident as she asked, "Did you really see Ernest? Or was it just the

then, leaving me to ponder the figure I

still alive, lurking in the shadows, silently watching over me. "Fanny, if he's alive, why hasn't he shown himself