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."

that upset, really," I said, keeping my eyes on the road. "Maybe my feelings for

stale, familiar affection was like a fine wine, its true strength only apparent after

my family's home. We met at school and became friends after I joined the

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

want to change it," I said as I

a self-guided tour around the house, eventually leaning against the kitchen doorway. "Not bad. It's a bit dated, but it's cozy. I can tell your

happy until that

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

me back to

I looked up

okay?" she asked, noting

a lump

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

on the 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

found someone to rely on, just

do next," Seeing the pain in