No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

I kept my eyes locked on Dustin. The moment he spoke, I knew what was up.

"Felicia," Dustin murmured my name, "don't overthink it."

Overthink?

I hadn't, not until he mentioned it. Now, the thought wouldn't leave me alone. "Mom and Dad know too, right?!"

My question sounded more like a confirmation.

They'd raised me for years; of course, they knew my blood type.

"Felicia, when they took you into the Wagner household, they assumed responsibility for you. Knowing these details is just part of that, nothing wrong," Dustin tried his best to explain. Sure, they knew about my rare blood type, the same as Conrad's. Nothing wrong with that.

But they never mentioned it, which felt off.

like their own. They wouldn't think poorly of you," Dustin continued, his sincerity evident. Yet, the phrase 'the

"Dustin, I hadn't overthought

the

Dustin's expression faltered. "Felicia..."

didn't believe Dustin had bad intentions, but what he said really got my mind

seed of doubt is planted, it

mind wandered to my arranged marriage

accident, my parents had teased about arranging a marriage for me. I'd insisted all I wanted

to never marry

and Jacqueline who. mentioned Conrad as my intended, claiming it

this knowing e Conrad and I shared the same rare blood type? Were

upon discovering my unique blood type, fabricated

lifesaver?

coincidence of Conrad and me, both with rare blood types, nearly ending up married seemed too convenient. And no one in the