No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 38



But there I was, lying on the stiff mattress, my mind a whirlwind of chaos and emptiness, not feeling like sleeping.

Eventually, I grabbed my phone and scrolled through my messages, spotting texts from Deborah and Ivan.

Deborah texted, [Felicia, today was a killer, but I got through the pile of work you left for me. You better have some candy for me as a reward tomorrow. Oh, and Felicia, congrats on tying the knot. Wishing you a lifetime of happiness.]

I couldn't help but smirk at her message, leaving it unanswered.

Ivan sent this message. [Ms. Hudson, please don't get the wrong idea about Mr. Wagner. It would be a real shame if anything happened between you two.]

I didn't reply to him, either. Instead, I opened my social media, found a shadowy picture of myself at the amusement park, and posted it with the caption, "Happy Holidays!"

After that, I scrolled through my posts and deleted everything related to Conrad. It felt like something a celebrity going through a breakup would do. It was best to erase all traces of that love if we were no longer a couple and couldn't be lovers. It would only serve to sour the heart and turn the stomach.

took me up to 3 AM. My eyes stung, so I tossed the phone aside

my door and faded with

up early, unable to sleep with all the noise outside. But my

tenant over

always so warm-hearted, even planning a dinner. It

can't make it. Go on without me," Ernest

such a

who liked a

have a

that thought, I dismissed the man from my mind. After

pajamas, and lazily opened the door. The courtyard was filled with sunshine filtering through the gaps

Care for some?" Ethel held a bowl of mashed

my alley,

some," Ethel was seated at the stone table under the oak

childhood, of my parents, flooded back, and