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.

impulsiveness provoked by last night's drinks. I should've considered anyone else, even Jefferson, to play the role of my

down, I drove to a florist, picked up a bouquet, and headed to my parents' gravesite. Aside from Memorial Day and the anniversaries of

the cemetery, I noticed a bouquet already there, barely wilted, suggesting

for over a decade. Besides me, as their daughter, only our family friends, like Herschel and Jacqueline, would remember. Could it have been them who visited? But if it was, why hadn't Jacqueline mentioned it? I was puzzled, but considering my recent fallout with Conrad, perhaps Jacqueline forgot

moved the wilted flowers aside

young faces of my parents on the headstone, my heart felt heavy, but I smiled. "Mom, Dad, have you been missing

up. I'm sorry I couldn't fulfill the wish you, Herschel, and Jacqueline had for us to marry." "Mom, Dad, I think you'd prefer my happiness over fulfilling

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

them.

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