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.

out a mocking laugh, "What, is this the first time a girl has kissed you? You're taking it

answer made my smile freeze on my

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

plan to do that?"

the one speaking, somehow, he seemed to be leading

kind of "making up" he

to make it clear, "Ernest, we agreed it was

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

"I'd rather not, but if you can't handle it, I don't have a

didn't say anything, his whole demeanor was icy, as if

by asking you to play this role, to hold hands, hug, even kiss, I'm taking advantage of you. So,

I pushed him away and

rolled

forced a smile, rolled up

with el

few meters down the road, I glanced in the rearview mirror. Ernest was still standing

all alone,

whole world.

to .Org

felt like the worst person

wasn't sure if Ernest would return to the apartment