No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

He truly knocked the wind out of me with just one sentence.

I was certain now that it was some fabricated news that had led him to misunderstand me.

While I did have a role in this mess, the anger boiling inside me was undeniable. We had promised to trust each other, yet he was ready to condemn me without a word based on mere news.

I let out a frustrated sigh, "If I say it's a big mess, would you just turn around and walk away?"

"Yes!" Ernest shot back with unnerving certainty.

I gritted my teeth. "Ernest, you're really top-notch at being a jerk."

He didn't respond, just looked at me with a calm that made it impossible to lash out with the harsh words teetering on the tip of my tongue.

I spun around, fuming, and plopped down on the couch. Ernest followed, taking a seat but keeping a deliberate distance between us.

When he used to hover over me, I'd scoot away, and he'd pull me back into his arms. Now, he maintained this calculated gap, clearly signaling his state of mind.

My heart felt sour as I faced him. "Are you really breaking up with me?"

mentioned breaking up," he said, his voice deep and eerily

his voice dipped lower when he was upset, and somehow, it was also

sulked, feeling hurt. "I said it because I was mad you didn't come

he said, sticking to his

the moment I opened my eyes," my voice broke, "Ernest, you're the person I

after a moment,

the news had hurt him, casting doubts

was about valuing life. It wouldn't have mattered

е

his arm. "The news twisted it.

tightened my grip on his hand, "Ernest,

finish, he cut me off, "It's not just about the

else is it

you remember what

was clueless, shaking his hand for an answer, "What did I

clenched, his Adam's apple more pronounced than usual, "Felicia, are you trying to twist the knife

my head, "I

into my soul, "Felicia, are you with me because you love me, or is it for some other reason?" "Of course, it's because