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.

looked

said, eyes still closed. "Just... could you close the door on your

before leaving, making sure to close the door a

didn't head straight back to the room I shared with Deborah. Instead, I leaned against the hallway wall, trying to

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

force myself to go back to my room,

wandering back to him, I opened my phone and saw

one from Fanny, saying: "He's not dead or injured, he's

at the message and

maybe she was asleep or back

the one with Jefferson. He had

"Shooting your ex, huh?

two: "Between you and me, good

"If you had that fire earlier, maybe things

the type who needs a kick to keep the

always showed in front of me, and likely more so in

back to Jefferson: "Is there something Conrad owes Haley, or

It was late