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."

not that upset, really," I said, keeping my eyes on the road. "Maybe

familiar affection was like a fine wine, its true strength only apparent after a while. It was

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,

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

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

were happy until that car

about a contract that would let them

Felicia," Fanny's voice snapped me back to reality. "Why aren't

I looked

okay?" she

a lump in my throat, sadness and pressure

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

held me and promised that he'd be there for me, vowing by

thought I'd found someone to rely on,

you'll do next," Seeing