Chapter 678

It was Ernest's silhouette!

Just like the one I saw that night at the alleyway.

Last time, I took a tumble before I could get a good look, but this time, I was determined to see clearly. I tried to step forward, forgetting about my injury, and ended up falling flat on my face.

"Whoa, lady, are you doing this on purpose? Just say you want me to sweep you off your feet," Allen teased as he helped me up.

I glared at him, then shouted, "Turn on the lights!"

My shout made everyone on stage halt, but the backstage area remained shrouded in darkness.

"Turn on the lights!" I yelled again.

Grant, who had just walked in, heard me. "What's going on here? Turn on the lights, now!"

His command worked wonders. The hall lights flickered on, and everyone squinted against the sudden brightness.

gaze darted across the faces on stage, finally resting on the one in

face I'd been

Ernest's face!

if resurrected, standing before me. Yet, his eyes bore a look of unfamiliarity,

less about the pain in my leg.

you doing?"

man on stage, stammering,

to the front of the stage, getting a clearer view of

was certain

called out softly, a name I had

he's not Ernest. His name's Phipps. He's

her Ms.

complied, "Hello, Ms. Hudson. My name

jolted me awake. How could

was deep and

me sounded

difference was this man's pale and smooth skin, in contrast to Ernest's rougher

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