No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 177



"It's me!" The familiar voice echoed down the hallway.

I grabbed the railing abruptly, stopping in my tracks, my tense heart finally easing.

After a moment, I turned and headed up the stairs, spotting Ernest lurking in the shadows.

Recalling the awkwardness of our last encounter, I was at a loss for words. But the truth was, I was genuinely frightened. Putting on a facade of annoyance, I blurted out, "Don't you know you look like a scene from a horror movie standing there?"

"Yeah," that was his one-word reply.

And he had no idea how that single word could be so infuriating yet so exasperatingly cool.

Just as I was about to give him a piece of my mind, he murmured, "Won't happen again."

That left me speechless.

So, I pulled out my keys to unlock the door.

Just as I was about to turn the key, his voice filled the air once more, deep and solemn. “I overthought things tonight. It won't happen again."

I turned around, and he was already

was closing it, our

the words only escaped after his door had shut, "What do you

But I seriously didn't want to continue,

Not because I feared he'd cling to me,

being used by me, his first hug, handhold,

I felt utterly despicable.

head, I walked into my apartment, weighed down by guilt, which made for a lousy night's sleep. My dreams were haunted by Ernest, following me meekly, murmuring, "Why did you kiss me? That

in a state of suppressed guilt,

it

Ernest would already be up, probably out for

the best

getting ready, I

how pathetic I felt, living in my

early and

to find a cold breakfast by

thought about

stop preparing breakfast for

but