No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 176



"Uh?" I hadn't really thought about it.

Probably not, considering I've only kissed a few people in my life. Even with Conrad, whom I've had the biggest crush on for ages, I only stole kisses when he was sick and weak or passed out from a few too many beers. But those were just pecks on the cheek or the back of his hand.

But just now, with Ernest, it was a real, full-on lip lock, something even Conrad and I rarely shared.

When Conrad kissed me, it was always just a peck on the cheek or forehead, never anything more.

He once said, "Felicia, we're too close, I just can't make that move."

At the end of the day, it's probably because he's not in love. They say that when a man and woman kiss, the dopamine that gets released is uncontrollable.

So if you can control it, it means there's no love.

"I'm not into 'what ifs'," I told Ernest.

Ernest swallowed hard. "But I want to know."

His gaze was intense and unwavering, almost suffocating.

then let out a mocking laugh, "What, is this the first time a girl has

my smile freeze on

seconds later, I said something so cringe-worthy, "Then

you plan to do

I was the one speaking, somehow, he seemed to

kind of "making up"

had, to make it clear, "Ernest, we agreed it was just acting, including

boyfriends every day?" Ernest's voice was as cold

rather not, but

his whole demeanor was icy, as if he was trying to freeze me

poke at him, know you're a good guy, and it's true that by asking you to play this role, to hold hands, hug, even kiss, I'm taking advantage of you. So, let's just end

him away and got into my

there, unmoved. I rolled down the

smile, rolled up the window, and

with el

down the road, I glanced in the rearview mirror.

all alone,

whole world.

to .Org

moment, I felt

return to the apartment