True Love Waits

"All right, I'll let you be. Have a good time over there," Debbie said.

"I will. Bye, Mom," Evelyn replied.

Debbie hung up and turned to Miranda, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, waiting for her news about her granddaughter. "Piggy said she is fine. She is out having dinner."

"Did she sound happy?" Evelyn's mood was Miranda's biggest concern. She had been diagnosed with depression, after all. Everybody in the family was worried about her. They wanted her to be happy, above all.

Debbie reflected on the phone call. "She sounded relaxed. She said the food is delicious. I think she is happy, Mom," she said with a smile.

Miranda was relieved to hear that.

After Evelyn had finished talking to her mom on the phone, Sheffield bought her some steamed sweet potato with cheese.

She frowned at the smell of cheese.

He opened the foil. It was so hot that steam erupted from it. He spooned some and placed it near her lips. "Have a taste. There was a long line in front of the store. It should be delicious." Evelyn shook her head. "I don't like it."

Sheffield was surprised. "The sweet potato or the cheese?"

"The cheese." She hated cheese.

Sheffield ate the entire thing without another word.

Evelyn had a lot of food. All snacks. Touching her huge belly, she said, "I'm stuffed."

She hadn't eaten so much in a long time.

"Are you sure? I can take you somewhere else for some staple food." Sheffield didn't think she had eaten much. He was worried that she wasn't used to these kinds of street foods.

"No, thanks. I'm too full already." She had always been strict with her diet while she was home, and took additional care with her dinners.

vacation, seeking relaxation and peace of mind. Deep down, she longed for some change of her lifestyle. And the

Evelyn couldn't finish, rinsed his mouth with some water and left the food

to the food street was the bar street, which came to

of the bars, young, good-looking men and women were soliciting business. Sheffield chose a quiet, fancy-looking bar and walked inside

place was dimly lit. A man was playing the guitar and singing, "I'm a thinker, never good at expressing my feelings with

her up. Sheffield could sense the carnal desire flowing out of those men's eyes. He took her hand in his to make a point. Seeing that, the

though she had agreed to come to a bar with him, Evelyn was worried that he would order liquor for her. That

is shoddy and the wine is likely to be counterfeit. Beer would be the best option. We can also order a fruit platter and some nuts. When we are back in Y City,

okay with her. So, she nodded. "Beer

few beers. After taking their order, the waiter turned to leave. But Sheffield called out

"Yes, sir."

confused. "Fruit tea? I thought

his head to the music, Sheffield explained, "It's for you. You said you were stuffed. Beer will only make it worse. The beer is for me." She sighed and

this kind of place?"

a few times while I was in Y City; same in America." She didn't like bars and their atmosphere. Sheffield had guessed it

adjoined A Country and Q Country. It was well-known for its beautiful view. "The border is a dangerous area." Sheffield sounded hesitant. After giving it some thought, he

they had ordered. Sheffield pushed it towards

sincere, but Evelyn thought he was flattering her. "Tayson can keep me

stopped and his eyes dimmed. "Are

was not what she had meant. But she

okay, I have super thick skin. I won't leave you even if

how you always

chase me." His tone dripped with arrogance. He handed her the peeled nuts. "This is my first time pursuing

yesterday. Everything he did told her that he was an experienced man

"You will believe me

fruit platter and the tea were served soon

rose from his chair and said, "Excuse me for a minute. Be right back. You go ahead