No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 125



Waking up this morning, the dream was still lingering in my mind.

Ernest has made it into my dreams for the second time now. It made me wonder, have we met before?

But let's put the dream aside for a moment. The last time, I dreamt that the guy carrying me had a mole on his back, and guess what? Ernest has one exactly like it.

And then yesterday, he called me Licia. I heard it clear as day, no mistake about it.

Lost in my thoughts, Deborah's voice snapped me back to reality, "Felicia, how come you're back in bed?"

It's not every day that this sleepyhead wakes up before her alarm.

I knew what she was getting at and gave her a look, "What do you mean 'I'm back'? What's that supposed to mean?"

Deborah chuckled mischievously, "Oh, I thought you and Mr. Collins..."

"What are you thinking?" I cut her off, "Don't you have anything decent in your head?"

"Come on, a single man and a single woman, isn't love and romance the most natural thing?" Deborah had a point.

just love anyone willy-nilly. What would that

I'd love to see Mr. Collins, the man

all lovey-dovey and out

you're so curious, you'd have to find out for yourself because you won't see anything through someone else's eyes," I

eyes and threw a pillow at her, "Or maybe

bring it on," she

at her, and Deborah quickly caught it

anything happen

Collins last night?" Her question made flashes of Ernest and I working closely together and me covering him with

to .Org

and Deborah, ever the gossip, hopped from her bed to mine in excitement. "Nothing happened, stop guessing," I

grabbed me, "Come on, just tell

stop

"It's

with

going

I'm

him like that,"

to end

behind me, "Yeah, after all those

but