No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

The morning after our little party, I was up with the birds. As Ernest rolled out of bed, my eyes were already open. I made my way to the balcony just in time to catch Yates getting into his car to leave. He was holding Fanny's hand in a way that was neither a kiss nor a hug but still, it screamed of intimacy. Clearly, they had spent a night wrapped up in each other's company.

Following shortly was Milly, dressed in a light beige blouse paired with crisp white slacks, looking absolutely stunning.

Without her lab coat, she really knew how to dress to impress.

She was obviously trying to catch Yates' eye, maybe even trying to stir a little jealousy in Fanny.

"Good morning, senior!" Milly greeted Yates with a bright smile, seemingly unfazed by the intimate night Fanny and Yates had shared.

Yates just nodded, "Everyone's been waiting for you."

I couldn't help but smirk at that. Yates was clearly playing the doting husband role, well aware of the gossip Milly had spread the night before.

Milly stiffened for a moment before she shot a look at Fanny, implying she was the one spilling secrets.

Fanny, ever the sly one, shot back with a grin, "I told Yates we wouldn't wait up for you."

Milly's face went from stiff to sour as she opened her mouth to explain, but Yates gave her no chance.

He turned to Fanny, their hands intertwined, and said, "Go back inside. We'll text, and once I'm settled in, you can come over."

let alone for Milly standing right there. After a beat, Milly stormed off to the car in

then hugged Yates, whispering something in his ear before pecking him on the

was feasting on a full course of romance, and I'm sure Milly, even closer to the action, felt much worse. After Yates drove

hug, a bit of friendly comfort, but before

for her

her way up, and I left the balcony to inform

a response and went to get dressed as I opened the door for the approaching

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her collar, "What, was I supposed

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