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.

I was the girl, and Ernest, the boy, with me

"Brother, you smell nice..."

of your

pinch, Licia. It

I'm tired. Can we

...

I want to

"Ha ha..."

stop laughing. I'm

can't marry him.

marry him; he's

a

dreamt of Ernest and me,

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

This wasn't my room.

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

at my clothes, I

with relief and walked out, only

and orderly, which made

was so impeccable it almost made me want to disturb

I quietly moved from the couch to my laptop, carefully

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