No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 98



It had been ages since I last rode a bicycle.

"Bike," I pointed towards one nearby.

Nowadays, unlocking a bike was as simple as scanning a QR code with your smartphone. Dustin was already on it, scanning one for himself. I reached for my phone, eager to do the same, but he stopped me, "You've had a drink. You can't ride."

"Since when do they check for DUI on bikes?" I asked, tilting my head in confusion.

"Yes, they do, and..." Dustin gently pulled me by the arm; his grip was nothing like Conrad's, which always left a mark. His touch was soft, "You've been drinking. It's dangerous to ride."

Dustin was the epitome of gentleness, a phrase that seemed tailor-made for him.

I laughed, "But you're here, aren't you?"

"If you want to ride, let's do it another day. But not tonight. I'll take you," Dustin led me to the bike he had unlocked.

He got on and pulled me up behind him. "Hold on to me, Felicia. Don't fall off."

I clutched at the fabric of his shirt, "Okay."

a bicycle became a cherished memory. Conrad never rode bikes;

day. One, a gentleman through and through, the

Dustin broke

I'm fine," I

on Rad, huh?" Dustin

lightly punched him, "Who says I haven't moved on? After today, Rad and I are done. He's him, and

continuing to pedal forward. Suddenly, I said, "Take me to the hotel, I have

called out

I was about to respond, he asked, "Why can you only see Rad?

his shirt tighter, my

oblivious to his feelings for me; I just hadn't wanted to

didn't really see me as

my fiancé, that's what everyone told me,"

you're not with him anymore, do I... do I stand a chance?" Dustin hesitated

took me a moment to reply, "You're like

nothing

I

where I was staying. As I got off the bike, the alcohol hit me hard, and I nearly stumbled. Dustin caught me ina flash his foot pushing the bike to

fine," I tried to

on tighter. "Felicia, I don't want to be

lump forming in