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."

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

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

We met at school and became

isn't bad, just a bit out of the way and old," Fanny never beat around the bush with me, always

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

doorway. "Not bad. It's a bit dated, but it's cozy. I can tell

we were happy until that

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

snapped me back

there to say?" I

okay?" she asked,

lump

would be my boyfriend, it wasn't until three years ago that we officially

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

thought I'd found someone to rely on, just

Seeing the pain in my eyes, Fanny deliberately changed the