No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 401

Chapter 401

Chapter 401



Herschel's struggle to speak was so palpable that tears instantly flooded my eyes.

I had seen Herschel in many lights - bold, towering, a force to be reckoned with. But never like this, so frail and diminished.

"Don't cry, Felicia... don't cry," Herschel said, mustering his strength to lift his hand, aiming to wipe away my tears.

I clasped his hand firmly, using my own shirt to dab at my eyes instead.

Wait!

The shirt wasn't mine; it belonged to Conrad.

He had whisked me away from the hotel, at a time when I was merely in my pajamas. Once we got into his car, he offered his jacket to me.

I had wanted to refuse, but clad only in a spaghetti strap nightgown, I wasn't in a state to meet anyone. So, I accepted, and had been wearing it ever since.

"Yeah, no more tears," I said, lifting my tear-streaked face, managing a strained smile.

me, his gaze tender yet filled with complexity, unsettling me. I gripped his hand

body," Herschel's voice was so

so many storms in his life, always with

me of your mother," Herschel suddenly

brought to mind Judie, that girl who was a stranger

and I never

must be happy in another world by

been beautiful, then," I said with a

smiled faintly. "Yes, your mother was... she was also

right?"

"Felicia, you... are a good kid. You will...

sentiment; he felt regret

treats me well," I didn't want him to dwell

didn't reply, just watched

he first saw me,

he mentioned he had something to tell me, and Conrad had

for this meeting.

mentioned we only had two minutes, so I asked, "Herschel, what did

Herschel called me, "Stop

that this was what Herschel

dryness in my

flickered briefly. "Because... I

to do with investigating my parents'