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.

filled with complexity, unsettling me. I gripped his hand

Herschel's voice

in his life, always with

remind me of

was

Judie and I never

must be happy in another world by

been beautiful,

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

right?"

eyelids fluttered. "Felicia, you... are a

understood his sentiment; he felt regret

treats me well," I didn't want

reply,

first saw me, his gaze hadn't left

mentioned he had something to tell me, and Conrad

this

two minutes, so I asked,

"Stop looking

froze, shocked that this was what

the dryness in my

flickered briefly. "Because... I want

happiness have to do with investigating