Blind Date Turned Proposal

Morgan’s phone lay untouched on the edge of the bathtub, the message from Josie still illuminated on the screen. He had not saved her contact; the location in Wavery displayed on the screen was enough for him to recognize the sender.

Laura, on the other hand, was puzzled by the unexpected message. An unsettling feeling crept over her, like a whisper of foreboding that sent shivers down her spine. “Who is this?” she asked, seeking an explanation.

Morgan’s lips curved into a scornful smile, his demeanor now devoid of the compassionate psychiatrist he had portrayed. “Does anyone else in this world care enough about you to make an effort to look for you?” he retorted mockingly.

His façade as a gentle psychiatrist had dropped, and he had no desire to play the role of her savior. He revealed his true colors without a shred of mercy.

The puzzle pieces fell into place as Laura’s mind connected the dots. Her voice quivered as she confronted Morgan, “It’s… Josie! You know Josie!”

Memories surged through her like a tidal wave-Josie’s odd behavior whenever Morgan’s name was mentioned, the advice he gave her to hinder Dexter’s search for Josie, and the countless times he must have manipulated their interactions to serve his hidden agenda.

Morgan maintained a composed demeanor, not revealing any emotions, even with Laura’s accusations.

“So… you stayed in Wavery for Josie and approached me for Josie too…” The realization hit her like a ton of bricks, and her body trembled uncontrollably. Laura had unknowingly become a pawn in his elaborate game, a mere tool for him to manipulate and use to his advantage.

had foolishly fallen in love

quivered with disbelief and

on her tightened, pulling her closer, but the warmth of his embrace offered no solace. “I’ve known Josie even before,

washed over her, leaving her exposed and

of Wavery, passengers bustled about, a mix of anticipation and reunions filling the air. Among the crowd, Josie stood with eager

rushed towards him and threw herself into his arms. He

come?” Dexter inquired, his voice filled

at the corners of her lips, and she looked up at him, her eyes shining with adoration. “I told you, one day without

he helped her put on her mask. “Are you missing me

eyes sparkling with mischief.

his

a playful glint in her eyes. “Have you brought back

asked.

hand as they exited the airport together. “Wavery has that brand too. Why insist on buying it in

the same. When I was little, whenever my father went out to work, he would bring me a small