No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 8



Conrad told me about the heated love his parents shared in their youth, a passion that eventually simmered down to a comfortable calm. Maybe that was just what love would be like in the end.

"Mom, Dad!"

"Jacqueline, Herschel!"

Conrad and I greeted them, each to our own.

"Have you two eaten yet? There's plenty of food left if you're hungry," Jacqueline said gently.

"We've had dinner," Conrad answered, then looked at me, "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"

I barely touched my dinner, but then, I wasn't hungry. "No, I'm good."

"Then head upstairs to rest. I'll have the housekeeper bring up some milk," Jacqueline said, smiling.

but I didn't dwell on it and went upstairs. But I

Conrad

we could head downstairs, Jacqueline was already coming up. "Felicia, I forgot to mention we're preparing Conrad's room as your

the wedding. Why are you setting up a bridal suite

it gets too late," Jacqueline retorted with a playful scold and proceeded to lead Conrad to my room door. "You two are about to get married.

you don't mind, right?"

echoed in my ears, leaving me unsure how to

problem," Conrad surprisingly answered for

looked up at him, and the next thing I knew, his arm

he

both remained silent, the atmosphere filled with an awkward tension and perhaps a hint of something more. It felt like our wedding

"I'll just

gaze. My heartbeat quickened, and my breathing grew heavy. Conrad cleared his throat, stepping closer, sending

resting on my

clutched

During all our years together, our kisses had always been brief, never venturing too deep. But tonight,

that my teeth