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.

love anyone willy-nilly.

clutching her pillow, "Felicia, you know what? I'd love to see Mr. Collins, the

that uptight man get all lovey-dovey and out of character," Deborah's words made me

anything through someone else's eyes," I said, sitting up. Deborah sat up too, "Then you can

pillow at her,

she wasn't

and Deborah quickly caught it and pressed it against her

anything happen

Mr. Collins last night?" Her question made flashes of Ernest and I working closely together and me covering him with a blanket rush through my

to .Org

from her bed to mine in excitement. "Nothing happened, stop guessing,"

me, "Come

And stop shipping

"It's

with

going

I'm

him like

to end the

behind me, "Yeah, after all those years

but