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.

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

my own body," Herschel's voice was so weak, his words barely

weathered so many storms in

of your mother," Herschel

girl who was a stranger yet shared

Judie and I

must be happy in

have been beautiful,

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

right?" I

are a good kid. You will... find

he felt regret and guilt

I didn't want

reply, just

entered, since he first saw me, his

something to tell me, and Conrad had

for this

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

"Stop

was

in my throat.

flickered briefly. "Because... I

did my happiness have to