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 girl, and Ernest, the boy,

"Brother, you smell nice..."

back of your neck.

Licia. It

Can

...

love brother. I want to

"Ha ha..."

I'm going

can't marry him. You're

him; he's a jerk, a total

woke with a

How could I have dreamt of Ernest and me, especially as children,

out for a half-minute before trying to get up, only to realize something was off the moment my feet touched

This wasn't my room.

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

my clothes, I saw

only to find Ernest

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

it almost made me want

I quietly moved from the couch to

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