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Chapter 21

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Several years later.

The world's leading translation forum was held in Switzerland, bringing together leading interpreters, scholars, and dignitaries from across the globe.

As the youngest honorary board member and chief simultaneous interpreter, Elise gave the opening keynote.

Under the spotlight, she wore a fitted pearl-white suit, her long hair swept up.

She stood before a packed audience and a wall of flashing cameras, completely at ease.

She switched effortlessly between languages, mak
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  • When the Waiting Turned Quiet   Chapter 24

    The message ended, then started over."Colsen, it's your birthday. I made you a cake. Come home and have some."No matter how late it gets, I'll wait for you."Again. And again.On all those birthdays he'd forgotten, she'd sat alone beside the cake, waiting through the night until dawn.In the end, all she had was melted frosting and cake gone dry and stale.Tears kept slipping from Colsen's dry eyes.He stared at the ceiling as his vision slowly faded, a faint smile touching his lips.Like he'd remembered something good.With the last of his strength, he whispered to the empty room, the cold frame in his arms, and the message that would never get an answer."Elise... I'm home..."The words barely made it out.The frame slipped from his arms and dropped onto the blanket.From the old phone, Elise's gentle voice kept playing."...I'll wait for you... I'll wait for you..."Cold moonlight spilled through the window, washing over the bed, the fallen wedding photo, and the ol

  • When the Waiting Turned Quiet   Chapter 23

    Several years later.On a private island in the Mediterranean.Golden sun, sandy beaches, bright blue water, white buildings. The whole place looked straight off a postcard.Elise got married there.The wedding was small and intimate, with only their closest family and friends.She wore a simple, elegant white dress with no long train. The cut hugged her slim waist and showed off her graceful shoulders and neck.Her pale champagne veil glowed in the sun.Elise stood beneath a flower-covered arch, a bouquet of white lilies of the valley in her hands. Her smile was bright and real.For once, there was no shadow in her eyes. Just peace. Just happiness.Timothy stood beside her in a white suit, watching her like she was the only person there.The officiant began."Elise Emery, do you take Timothy Tyrrel to be your husband, to love, care for, honor, and stay faithful to him, for better or worse, richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, for as long as you both shall live?"El

  • When the Waiting Turned Quiet   Chapter 22

    Another year flew by, and late fall hit.A huge charity gala packed the ballroom of the fanciest hotel downtown.Elise showed up as a special guest and honorary advisor.Colsen's Elise Foundation was one of the organizers.Backstage, the halls were already buzzing with staff, guests, and reporters.Elise quietly went over her upcoming speech with the foundation director as they headed for the lounge.They rounded a corner just as someone came from the other direction.He was thin, dressed in a fitted but slightly worn black suit, his hair neatly combed. He held a document and kept his eyes on the page as he walked.The hallway was tight.Then they were face-to-face.He looked up.Their eyes locked.Time stopped.Colsen froze.The document slipped from his hand and hit the floor.He stared at her, like he was trying to burn the sight of her into his memory.After all these years, she was even more beautiful.Not soft and fragile like before, but confident now. Poised. G

  • When the Waiting Turned Quiet   Chapter 21

    Several years later.The world's leading translation forum was held in Switzerland, bringing together leading interpreters, scholars, and dignitaries from across the globe.As the youngest honorary board member and chief simultaneous interpreter, Elise gave the opening keynote.Under the spotlight, she wore a fitted pearl-white suit, her long hair swept up.She stood before a packed audience and a wall of flashing cameras, completely at ease.She switched effortlessly between languages, making sharp arguments and offering impressive insights.Confident. Elegant. Brilliant.All eyes were on her.When her speech ended, the hall erupted in applause that seemed to go on forever.A young scholar in a charcoal suit stepped onto the stage with a bouquet of white lilies of the valley and handed them to her.They smiled at each other, easy and familiar.Cameras flashed nonstop.He was one of Europe's top young linguists—smart, charming, from a respected academic family, and one of t

  • When the Waiting Turned Quiet   Chapter 20

    In the ambulance, paramedics worked on Colsen and monitored his vitals.Elise sat nearby, her hands and jacket covered in his blood. Warm, sticky, metallic.She looked at him on the stretcher, his face ghostly pale, eyes shut.Her face gave nothing away. Only her tight lips showed any tension.Even unconscious, Colsen kept mumbling."Elise... I'm sorry..."Our baby... I'm sorry..."Don't go... Don't leave me..."His broken voice sounded desperate, almost like he was dying.Elise turned to the window and watched the city lights streak past. The shifting light sharpened her cold expression.At the hospital, Colsen was rushed straight into surgery.The operating light flicked on.Elise sat on a bench outside, the blood on her hands and jacket already dried dark red.She didn't wipe it off.She just sat there, staring at the closed OR doors.Time crawled by.Finally, the doors opened, and a doctor stepped out looking grim."He's badly hurt. One stab wound damaged his splee

  • When the Waiting Turned Quiet   Chapter 19

    Evan gripped the phone and looked toward the hospital room.Colsen was gaunt, his eyes hollow, living on nothing but memories and IV fluids.Evan's throat tightened. He couldn't speak.A year later.After crushing it at her job, Elise was transferred back to Santoria to interpret at a major international conference.It was held at the city's most prestigious convention center.Colsen was in a meeting when he got the news.Evan leaned in and whispered in his ear.Colsen's hand froze, his pen dragging a long line across the page.After a long pause, he motioned for the meeting to continue.But he was distracted the whole time, his eyes constantly drifting toward the window.Afterward, he locked himself in his office and smoked an entire pack of cigarettes.Then he bribed someone on the venue staff.On the day of the conference, Colsen sat in the far corner of the back row, hidden beneath a cap and mask.He didn't dare go near her. Didn't dare interrupt her.All he could do

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