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."

eyes on the road.

soon realized this kind of stale, familiar affection was like a fine wine, its true strength only

family's home. We met at school and became friends after

bad, just a bit out of the way and old," Fanny never beat around the bush with me, always speaking her

as I placed the bedding on the couch and went to wash and boil water in

against the kitchen doorway. "Not bad. It's a bit dated, but it's cozy.

were happy

a contract that would let them build me an amusement park if it

Fanny's voice snapped me back

to say?" I looked

she asked, noting my

missing my parents," I felt a lump in my throat, sadness and pressure

family that Conrad would be my boyfriend, it wasn't until

parents' death. I was crying at their grave when he held me and promised that he'd be there

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

on them? Think about what you'll do next," Seeing the pain in my eyes, Fanny deliberately