No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 138



I laughed. "Ernest, I've made myself clear. If our goals aren't the same, it's best we go our separate ways."

"But you need a boyfriend, right?" he asked me.

"Sure, I do. But I can't keep up with a military man like you. I'll find another way," my words seemed to deepen the intensity in Ernest's eyes.

I thought he would try to stop me or compromise, but I overestimated my importance. He said nothing.

"Goodbye. Sorry for the abruptness," I said, turning to get into my car and driving away, almost like I was fleeing the scene.

and regretted the impulsiveness provoked by last night's drinks. I should've considered anyone else, even Jefferson, to play the role of my boyfriend instead of stirring trouble with Ernest. But what was done

bouquet, and headed to my parents' gravesite. Aside from Memorial Day and the anniversaries of their deaths, I seldom visited there. But lately, I'd been dreaming about my childhood, about Mom and Dad, as if they were calling out

arrived at the cemetery, I noticed a bouquet already there, barely wilted, suggesting the visitor had been there no

like Herschel and Jacqueline, would remember. Could it have been them who visited? But if it was, why

wilted

When looking at the young faces of my parents on the headstone, my heart felt heavy, but I smiled. "Mom, Dad, have

Conrad and I broke up. I'm sorry I couldn't fulfill the wish you, Herschel, and Jacqueline had for

of time until the heat of the sun reminded me it was time to go. As I was about to throw away the wilted flowers, I noticed they were daisies, not lilies. In all the years with the Wagner family, including Herschel and Jacqueline, and even the times Conrad and I visited, we always brought lilies

them.

were daisies, clearly not from them. If not them, then who? My curiosity turned into a perplexing sensation. Could