No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

"Come on now, Mr. Wagner, can't you see it?" Allen teased, gesturing for Phipps to come closer. Phipps obediently stepped forward, standing almost in the faces of Dustin and Conrad. This time, they had a clear view, close enough to see the fine details of his skin. I could see it too, crystal clear. A voice inside me whispered: he's Ernest.

"Allen, you've really outdone yourself. Where did you find this guy?" Conrad sneered.

Allen replied with a light smile, "Fate."

Then, turning to me, he asked, "Isn't that right, Ms. Hudson?"

My eyes remained locked on Phipps, trying to see through his exterior to confirm he was my Ernest.

"Phipps, Ms. Hudson here seems quite taken with you. Would you consider staying?" Allen finally got to the point.

"Mr. Clark, you know my stance. I'm not for sale," Phipps responded, making his position clear. His firm 'not for sale' stance darkened Dustin and Conrad's moods further.

Allen shrugged helplessly at me, "See, Ms. Hudson? I told you he wouldn't agree."

there's nothing else, Mr. Clark, I'll be on my way,"

nudge on my

I called out to Phipps, standing up from my wheelchair. Before anyone could react, I took a couple of swift steps towards Phipps, wrapped my arm around his neck, and whispered into his ear. "Felicia, what are you doing?" Conrad's angry voice

in, "Mr. Wagner,

of Phipps's neck, feeling for something that wasn't there. I didn't

his neck closely, but there

both feel and see, was missing. This man

there numbed and disheartened. Fanny came over, understanding everything without

press charges for harassment," Phipps suddenly

wasn't Ernest. If he were hiding his true identity, he

me feel like a fool. Especially

solely on

in

was my