No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

"News? What news?"

My heart skipped a beat, and since waking up, not a soul had breathed a word of it to me.

I yanked the door open to find Conrad and Dustin standing outside, both turning to face me simultaneously.

"What news?" I demanded.

They exchanged a look, clearly intending to keep me in the dark.

Without letting them get a word in, I blurted out, "I heard everything."

Dustin's eyes darkened as he reached for his phone, while Conrad made a move to stop him, only to be halted by my stern gaze.

"Maybe it's better she knows," Dustin conceded, unlocking his phone and handing it to me.

It displayed a screenshot of a webpage headline: "Rare Golden Blood Love, Girlfriend Donates 800cc to Save Boyfriend, Your Blood Runs Through My Veins."

Such a romantic headline, accompanied by a photo of me linking fingers with Conrad as a sign of encouragement.

It was merely a gesture of support, far from a declaration of love.

it seemed as though Conrad

news and getting the wrong

happen?"

right after you donated blood to Rad. By the time I arrived, the news had already gone viral. Ernest had gotten there before me, so

stepped closer, "I had it

enough? Ernest had already seen

others seeing it or getting the wrong idea, but Ernest was a

he trusted me completely, the photo in that trending

this to

him think what he wants. If he was okay with leaving me with you, he

to reassure myself, I added with a forced smile, "He must've had

"Felicia..." Conrad started.

cut him off, "What about

took over. "He's fine now,

Ernest was influential. He could handle even the ruthless Club Q. remembered Conrad's question

well

knew very

said, trying to sound

done. He'll be out by tomorrow," Conrad's response reminded me of

tell Jefferson I've