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."

I said, keeping my eyes on the road. "Maybe my feelings for Conrad

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

at school

and old," Fanny never beat around the

to change it," I said as I placed the bedding on the couch and went to wash and boil water in

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

happy until that car

about a contract that would let them build me an

voice snapped me back to

say?" I looked up at

you okay?" she asked,

felt a lump in my throat,

since I entered the Wagner family that Conrad would be my boyfriend, it wasn't until three years ago that we officially

me and

someone to rely on,

do next," Seeing the pain in my