No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 42



I hummed softly, "Not a bad suggestion. I'll think it over."

"You really should," Fanny paused before adding, "Felicia, the best way to forget someone and move on from a relationship is to dive into a new one as quickly as possible."

"Okay, Fanny, got it," I said before hanging up. Lying on my bed, I let my thoughts drift.

Soon, I could hear Ernest's firm and steady footsteps outside, unmistakable to my ears.

Then came the faucet twisting, followed by our landlady Ethel's nagging voice, "How come it's just you? Where's Licia?"

I didn't hear Ernest's reply, only his request, "Please, no onions in the clam chowder."

Hearing that, I couldn't help but laugh, though my laughter quickly turned into tears. Living with the Wagner family over the years, I'd gotten used to eating onions, even though I never touched them when I was with my parents back home.

family engaged to Conrad, and

too delicate or fussy, like forcing myself to eat onions even though I disliked

clam chowder, but by then, I had fallen asleep and even dreamt that Ernest and I were

you and Ernest?" Ethel asked me at the

the dream interrupted, I grumbled, "We were about to get married,

"

Ethel didn't catch on, "You two were about to get a marriage license just like that? Wouldn't you date a bit

You've got an eye for quality. You'll regret it if you let a good man like Ernest go.

couldn't help but

you don't make a move

me at the table. I couldn't help

went out to drink with

sipped the chowder with my spoon, savoring the rich flavor. "Ernest's not driving today? And still

for friends occasionally, not full time," Ethel explained, then looked at me, "So,

dreamt about getting one." My explanation earned me