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.

people can't just love anyone willy-nilly. What would that make us?"

what? I'd love to see Mr. Collins, the man of restraint, let loose." "Huh?" I didn't

lovey-dovey and out of

find out for yourself because you won't see anything through someone else's eyes," I said, sitting up. Deborah sat up too, "Then you can try and tell me all

rolled my eyes and threw a pillow at her, "Or maybe I

on," she wasn't shy about

quickly caught it and pressed

anything happen between

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

to .Org

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

grabbed me, "Come

stop

"It's

with

not going

I'm

him like

end

after all those years with Mr. Wagner, it's not easy to just

scoffed but