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."

and turning to me, "Let's sit and eat before

her lips.

invited Ernest. "Mr.

stick to my soup,"

mid-bite, then turned to me, "Felicia, is it just me, or does Mr. Collins seem like he's in

her a thumbs

our conversation, then commented, "Mr. Collins

alright, a bit aloof but not hostile. Today, though, he seems like he's had a bowl of

ordered meal

appetite left for the

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

being stood up, which was honestly quite

to be in good spirits. I was worried you'd be upset," Dustin's voice brought my gaze back to

I be upset?" I

of the dumpling and sipping some soup, "I'm not the type to live and breathe only for love, When love, that person is my everything. When I don't,

nodded, "That's the spirit I

doing?" I

called me again, accepting the fact that Conrad and I

at me with a soft smile,

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 some time, hoping you'll