No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 81



I hadn't washed my hands, and neither had Dustin.

I was okay with it, but Dustin clearly felt a bit awkward.

"A little dirt never hurt anyone," I said, trying to break the tension.

Ernest came over, holding a pack of wet wipes.

Dustin reached for them, but Ernest didn't let go. Finally, I took them from Ernest, pulling out a wipe for Dustin and then one for myself.

"Felicia, who's this?" Dustin asked, curious about Ernest, who had a strong presence and was clearly not in the best of moods.

"Mr. Collins, our lighting technician," I introduced.

Ernest gave me a look that felt like a ton of bricks, pressuring me to introduce Dustin as well, "This is... my brother, Dustin." "Nice to meet you," Dustin said, reaching out for a hug.

Ernest, however, just nodded his head, and Deborah quickly said, "Mr. Collins is a bit of a germ freak."

simply smiled, withdrawing his hand and turning to me, "Let's sit and eat before it gets

lips. "Can I have

invited Ernest. "Mr.

to my soup," Ernest declined, then

mid-bite, then turned to me, "Felicia, is it just me, or does Mr. Collins

her a thumbs up, "You're

our conversation, then commented, "Mr. Collins does

he's had a bowl of chili peppers," Deborah said, her mouth not stopping even with food

our ordered meal

after having dumplings and drinking some soup, I didn't have much appetite left for the ordered meal, leaving Deborah and Emest

meal, but Ernest asked her to go ahead while he busied himself with

disappointment at being stood up, which was honestly

seem to be in good spirits. I was worried you'd be upset,"

I be upset?" I

the dumpling and sipping some soup, "I'm not the type to live and breathe only for love,

nodded, "That's the spirit I

are your parents doing?"

again, accepting the fact that Conrad and

soft smile, "Do you think they're

my dumpling halfway to my mouth, as Dustin continued, "They still think you and Rad can't really be over. They're just giving you both