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. "Maybe my feelings for Conrad had gone stale,

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

met at school and became friends

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

is where I lived with my parents. I didn't want to change it," I said as I

the kitchen doorway. "Not bad. It's a bit dated, but it's cozy. I can tell your family was

we were happy until that car

that would let them

back to reality.

to say?" I

she asked,

felt a lump

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

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

found someone to

Seeing the