No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 83

Chapter 83



When Ernest stepped out onto the porch, he caught me snoozing in front of my laptop, the dim glow of the lamp casting a soft light on my face. His

gaze, tender and fixed, rested on me.

I could sense his presence, yet couldn't muster the energy to wake.

After what felt like an eternity, I heard his gentle voice, "Licia..."

Licia?! Was he calling me?

Yes, he was.

Before I became part of the Wagner family, I was called Licia. But it had been ages since anyone called me that.

"Brother, I'm Licia..."

A vision of a little girl with her hair tied in two buns and a cherubic face sweetly calling out to a boy appeared before my eyes.

The boy was aloof, a man of few words.

the

"Brother, you smell nice..."

there's a little mole on the back of your neck. Let me get it for

pinch, Licia.

Can we

...

I love brother. I want

"Ha ha..."

Dad, stop laughing. I'm going to marry

you can't marry him. You're

marry him; he's a jerk, a

woke with a start, my breathing

I have dreamt of Ernest and me, especially as children, no older

out for a half-minute before trying to get up, only to realize

This wasn't my room.

raced back to last night, and I quickly glanced at the bed where I had

clothes,

and walked out, only

background, even in sleep, he was neat and orderly, which made me wonder if such

it almost made me

as I quietly moved from the couch to my laptop, carefully picking

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