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."

the road. "Maybe my feelings

realized this kind of stale, familiar affection was like a fine wine, its

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

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

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

around the house, eventually leaning against the kitchen doorway. "Not bad. It's a bit

we were happy until that

nightmare, my parents dropping me off at school talking about a contract that would let them build me an amusement park if it went through. But then, they never made

Fanny's voice snapped me back to reality. "Why aren't you saying

there to say?" I looked up

she asked,

lump in my throat,

family that Conrad would be my boyfriend,

at their grave when he held me and promised that he'd be there for me, vowing by their

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

Think about what you'll do next," Seeing the