No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 273



Why's Conrad all bloody? Did he get hurt?

Dreams like this usually mean something, right? Like this one time, the night before my folks had that terrible car crash, I dreamed my two front teeth fell out, blood everywhere, scared me half to death.

And then, the next day, my parents... they were gone, just like that.

In my panic, I nearly missed the concerned gaze from Ernest. Only when his hand touched my forehead, wiping away the cold sweat, did I snap back to reality.

"Had a nightmare?" he asked gently.

That made me realize that when I was calling for Conrad in my dream, it was Ernest who heard me.

But I don't want him getting the wrong idea, so I explain, "I dreamed Conrad was standing at the end of the bed, covered in blood. I asked him what happened, and he wouldn't answer me."

why not give

Conrad beside me, I was sure he would've been jealous. I glanced outside at the dawn's early light, snuggled

stroking my hair with the usual

think anymore and quickly fell back asleep. In my drowsy state, I felt Ernest's kiss on my forehead and heard his whisper, "You're still

again, it was already nine in the morning; I was definitely late for work. Ernest had left, and my body ached as if it had been torn apart and put back

was frustrated that even after a sweet night with Ernest, Conrad was still causing disturbances. But the vivid image of him

over ten

had become like family.

be sure he was alright, not by calling Conrad, but Dustin Wagner. Since I had turned down Dustin after he confessed his feelings, he had been considerately distant, making it even harder

I needed

Dustin answered, his voice gentle and

hesitantly. "How

was light and cheerful, immediately easing my anxiety

you knew when the amusement park is planning to open?" I

usual approach for such