No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 32



Fanny could read me like an open book. "So, where to? I'm with you, or..."

"Let's go spruce up my place," I cut in before Fanny could finish.

Her eyes widened in surprise. "You had this planned?"

"Not exactly planned, just since the day before yesterday," I gestured toward the backseat where a set of new bedding still lay unpacked.

"Bought them with Haley yesterday," I added, igniting a spark of gossip in Fanny's eyes.

On our way to my place, I spilled the beans to Fanny, who nodded vigorously and angrily. "Good that you didn't go through with the marriage license. Conrad's a scumbag, wanting his cake and eating it too."

"Scumbag is a scumbag, no matter the time," I retorted with a chuckle.

Fanny looked at me sternly. "Felicia, you don't have to put on a brave face for me."

on the road. "Maybe my feelings for Conrad had gone stale, just like his for

was like a fine wine, its true strength only apparent after a while. It was so for me and even more so

at school and became friends after I

and old," Fanny never beat around the bush with me,

where I lived with my parents. I didn't want to change it," I said as I placed the bedding on the couch and went to wash and boil

self-guided tour around the house, eventually leaning against the kitchen doorway. "Not bad. It's a

happy until

like a nightmare, my parents dropping me off at school talking about a contract that would let them build

me back to reality. "Why

to say?" I

you okay?" she asked, noting my

a lump in my throat, sadness and

entered the Wagner family that Conrad would be my boyfriend, it wasn't until three

anniversary of my parents' death. I was crying at their grave when he held me and promised that he'd be there for me, vowing by their tombstone to love me as

naively thought I'd found someone to rely on, just

Seeing the