No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Ever since the breakup, I hadn't even glanced at Conrad, let alone stood this close to him.

But there he was, right in front of me, badly injured.

The memory of the car flipping over played in my mind, how he had shielded me with his body, taking the brunt of the impact to protect me.

"Conrad, say something," I urged him.

I knew talking was futile; it would only make him want to sleep more.

"What should I say?" he murmured weakly.

"Anything. Tell me what you've been thinking since we split, talk about Haley Perez if you must. And where did you go recently?" I blurted out, a flood of bottled-up questions pouring out.

He remained silent. I thought he had fallen asleep, but just as I was about to call out to him again, he spoke, "Felicia, I truly love you."

My breath caught at his words, his pale face from loss of blood making it hard for me to respond.

"You're the only girl I've ever really liked. After meeting you... other women just seem like regular people to me, I can't even distinguish their gender..."

in me... there were even those who stripped and lay in my bed while I was away on trips... But I never told you because I know you're sensitive and I

there were times I had to entertain clients and call girls were involved, but I never touched them. I always felt they were tainted... If I did, it would be like sullying

for Haley, I don't know how I got caught up in her scheme. I guess she just wore a really convincing mask, maybe it was fate trying to mess with us..."

anything less than confident.

strong enough, nothing else would

me briefly and then shut his eyes. "Yeah,

My palm felt sticky; his blood

he

but could see nothing beyond

sent

to him; he must have

my phone gone, I had

great guy and

but then I realized what he was implying and

helicopter filled the air.

fearing it was Club Q's scouts coming

gestured for Conrad to be

and I held my breath, watching the helicopter