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.

that her smile seemed off, but I didn't dwell on it and went upstairs. But I paused when I

Conrad looked

downstairs, Jacqueline was already coming up. "Felicia, I forgot to mention we're preparing Conrad's room as your bridal suite. For now, Conrad stays

listen. Felicia and I are planning to move out after the wedding. Why are you setting up

move out, you'll still stay here from time to time, during holidays, or just if 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. Staying together shouldn't be an

you don't mind, right?"

echoed in my ears, leaving me unsure how to

surprisingly answered

I knew, his arm was around my

said as he closed

and perhaps a hint of something more. It felt like our wedding night, especially with the roses

"I'll

me, locking my eyes with his sharp gaze. My heartbeat quickened, and my breathing grew heavy.

up, resting on my shoulder, then my neck, as

hands clutched at

a fierce and passionate kiss, unlike any kiss we had shared. During all our years together, our kisses had always

so nervous that my