Quincy was wide awake, going over the investigation report he had finally gotten his hands on, page by page under his desk lamp. By the time he finished, he was at a loss for words.The surgery had been a lie, but the illness was real. His mother was indeed in the early stages of lung cancer, and with her weak heart, treating both conditions would be incredibly difficult. Yet, even now, rather than focusing on her health, she was fixated on pushing him to leave Lydia.He decided he would have to talk to her about it in the morning. Just as he was about to go to bed, he picked up his phone to check the time and saw a message from Eugene that felt like a slap in the face. The smug text announced Eugene’s engagement to Lydia, complete with screenshots of congratulatory comments flooding social media.Quincy felt as though every drop of blood had stopped cold in his veins.Eugene and Lydia, getting married?It was all over the trending news, so it had to be true. But was this Lydia’s choice, or her parents’ doing? It was probably hers. Her parents respected her decisions so they wouldn’t force her into marriage. Only his family would stoop to that. Quincy couldn’t bear the thought of disrupting Lydia’s life. If she was moving on, he would have to let her go, even if it tore him apart.Before going to bed, he typed out an email to Lydia. At the end, he wrote, “I’ll never forget that night at the bar, you holding onto me, calling my name. Lydia, if you really hate me, just delete this email. I won’t reach out again. But if you ever need me, I’ll be here.” Quincy knew Lydia rarely checked her email. By the time she found it, it might be too late or maybe, she would never read it at all.The next morning, Lydia went downstairs to try a local breakfast specialty. As she took a bite, she overheard a conversation at the next table.”Did you hear about the Ford and Fay families? They’re joining through marriage!” one woman said.”No way! I don’t follow that stuff,” her friend replied. “I don’t know much about them.” S~ᴇaʀᴄh the ƒindNoᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.”They’re not celebrities, they’re wealthy heirs don’t usually care, but it’s all over the gossip sites. HeHe is really handsome! Do you think should apply for a job at his company? Maybe we’d end up in a little office romance,” she laughed. Lydia stopped paying attention, but a question lingered in her mind. What did they mean by the Fays and Fords joining through marriage? Her parents only had one child. So, was she the one they were talking about? This couldn’t be real. Her parents wouldn’t do something so outrageous. But just to be sure, she decided to reach out.Lydia didn’t call but she sent a quick text, “Mom, Dad, you didn’t arrange some engagement for me, did you?”Mrs. Fay replied right away, “Of course not! We were about to ask you the same thing. It’s trending on social media, saying you and Eugene are the perfect match. Can you call us?”Setting her breakfast aside, Lydiawent back up to her room and calledher parents directly. She had just heard the news, and apparently, so had they. Somehow, the so-called “happy news” had reached everyone except those directly involved.
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