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.

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

body," Herschel's voice was so weak, his

had weathered so many storms in his life, always

you remind me of your

girl who was

and I never exchanged a

happy in another world by

beautiful,

mother was...

right?" I

are a good kid. You will...

he felt regret and guilt about Conrad's and my

didn't want him

reply, just

I entered, since he first saw me, his gaze hadn't

something to tell me, and Conrad had

for this

two minutes, so I asked, "Herschel, what

me, "Stop looking into

that this was what Herschel wanted

swallowed the dryness in my throat. "Why? Herschel,

I want you

to do with