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.

a headline, it seemed as though Conrad and I

Ernest seeing this news and getting the wrong idea. Well, who wouldn't misconstrue it? I certainly would

this happen?" I

By the time I arrived, the news had already gone viral. Ernest had

had it pulled from trending as soon as

Ernest had

it or getting

photo in that

let me explain this to

think what he wants. If he

forced smile,

"Felicia..." Conrad started.

cut him off,

over. "He's fine now, thanks to

could handle even the ruthless Club Q. remembered Conrad's

well

knew

said, trying to sound casual. "Is Jefferson

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

tell Jefferson