No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 39



I never thought Ethel would play matchmaker for me. Flashing before my eyes was Ernest's stern, desireless face.

Remembering how he flatly and coldly refused to switch rooms with me, a playful spirit took hold of me, and I replied with a breezy, "Sure."

I said yes, but it was more of a casual remark than anything serious.

After breakfast, I borrowed a bicycle from Ethel and explored the small town.

When I returned home, it was evening, and I had acquired a sketchpad during my outing.

I always loved to draw. Before my parents passed, they enrolled me in dance and art classes and even had me learn the piano. But after they were gone, everything stopped except for drawing. It was simple enough. All I needed was a pen and paper.

I spent my time outside looking around and drawing a new scene of Galaxy Harbor. My parents always wished to return home for a visit, but since they couldn't, I decided to paint the current state of Galaxy Harbor and bring the picture to their grave.

"Licia, why are you back so late?" Ethel approached me immediately, winking.

I was a bit confused, "Ethel, you..."

is back. I've told him," Ethel pouted toward Ernest's

the morning. I couldn't help but laugh, "Oh,

is not something to joke about, child. Anyway, I've told him," Ethel was

did he say?" I casually asked

you in person," Ethel nudged me,

laughed. "If it works out, you'll enjoy

and get cleaned up. I'll tell Ernest to get ready,

need for that. We've seen each other at our

different. It is formal,"

today. I could roam and paint whatever my heart desired

eagerness, I

bed to check my phone. My notifications buzzed with messages,

was Deborah's profile picture that caught my eye. A pang of disappointment hit me. I was secretly hoping for a message from Conrad, not that I

to get back

asking even once made me

but

a colleague, devoid of romantic love, he should've shown some concern, like Dustin did,

Deborah's barrage of messages, I found