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.

They wouldn't think poorly of you," Dustin continued, his sincerity evident. Yet,

anymore. "Dustin, I hadn't overthought it until you started

emphasized the last

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

help me pack, will you?" I didn't believe Dustin had bad intentions, but what he said really got my mind

a seed of doubt is planted,

me, my mind wandered to my arranged marriage with

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

vowing to never marry just

Jacqueline who.

same rare blood type? Were they hoping to keep us together

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

lifesaver?

but the coincidence of Conrad and me, both with rare blood types, nearly