No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 124



The moment I finished my words, Ernest's grip on my hand tightened. His eyes narrowed, a fleeting emotion hidden deep within them.

Then, the pressure on my hand vanished as he let go.

I quickly stepped aside, rubbing the sore spot where he had gripped me too tightly. "I've made all the edits you marked. Do you want to check them now?"

Ernest didn't move, still reclining in his chair, his eyes now shut again. "No need, you should head off to bed."

"Oh, goodnight then," I said, turning away.

"Licia," Ernest suddenly called out from behind me.

I staggered, had he just called me...?

Licia...

That was my nickname, used only by my parents when they were alive, and occasionally by Fanny, but she only ever called me Licia in private. But I heard it clearly; Ernest had just called me Licia.

turned around, surprised, and looked

"Just... could you

making sure to

Ernest's room, I didn't head straight back to the room I shared with Deborah. Instead, I leaned against the hallway wall, trying to calm my racing heart

to calm down, the more I found myself replaying our brief moment of eye contact and the way he had half-hugged

myself back to reality and force myself to

wandering back to him, I opened my phone and saw several

"He's not dead or injured, he's just

at the message and replied:

maybe she was

chat, I opened the one with Jefferson. He had sent several messages

one: "Shooting your ex, huh? You're

"Between you and me,

three: "If you had that fire earlier, maybe things wouldn't have ended the way

type who needs a kick to

of me, and likely more so in front of Conrad, I wondered if he would get

to Jefferson: "Is there something Conrad

It was late