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.

speaking? Please, don't jump to conclusions. My parents love you like their own. They wouldn't think poorly of you," Dustin continued, his sincerity evident. Yet, the phrase 'the lady doth protest too much' came

a child anymore. "Dustin, I hadn't overthought it until you started explaining... now I

emphasized the last

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

help me pack, will you?" I didn't believe Dustin had bad

of doubt is planted,

me, my mind wandered to

had teased about arranging a marriage for me. I'd insisted

them, vowing to never

was Herschel and Jacqueline who. mentioned Conrad as my

parents arrange this knowing e Conrad and I shared the same rare blood type? Were they hoping to keep us together in case one

upon discovering my unique blood type, fabricated this engagement to ensure I'd

lifesaver?

to think the worst of them, but the coincidence of Conrad and me, both with rare blood types, nearly ending up married seemed too convenient. And