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 tighter. "Herschel, you're going to be okay. You have to

Herschel's voice was

weathered so many storms in his life, always

remind me of

who was a stranger yet

and I

be happy in another world by

have been beautiful,

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

right?"

are a good kid.

understood his sentiment; he felt regret

I'm happy now. Ernest treats me well," I didn't want him to

reply,

first saw me,

he mentioned he had something to tell me, and Conrad

this meeting.

I

"Stop looking

shocked that this was what Herschel

I swallowed the dryness in my throat.

I want you to

my happiness have to do