No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Huh?! I was utterly shocked.

Pregnant?! Where did that come from?

Ernest was so close to me, close enough that I could once again catch the crisp and invigorating scent that was uniquely his.

This scent that belonged only to him made my breath catch, and a slight ache began to spread across my chest...

It was only at this moment I realized that the aftereffect of being apart from him was like the cider in a midnight bar, already fermented...

It was just my stubbornness that kept me pressing down the sour discomfort, even managing a smile as I looked at him, "What are you talking about? Has Mr. Collins taken up sleepwalking and hysteria?" Ernest's jaw clenched tight as he demanded, "Answer me."

He clearly wanted a definitive answer from me.

That would be a no.

I was definitely not pregnant, I was clear on that. But why would he suddenly think I was?

Had he heard something, or did I give him that impression somehow? Or was he suddenly afraid that I was pregnant, worrying it would affect something?

By the end, my heart was rolling with anger again. I was actually curious to see what his choice would be if he knew I was pregnant.

holding my breath

and then he stepped even closer. "You're

my shoulder, "Why are you

about how he went to Houston and didn't see me, how he misunderstood me and wouldn't listen to my explanation, and even after listening, he still

predatory. I felt a pang of pain as he gripped my shoulder tighter, I struggled, trying to pull away, but he

a wave of despair engulfed me, leaving

more sternly when I didn't

to call me Licia, and now he addressed me so

it extended

the world. Now that he didn't want

breath, then another, before finding my voice again, "What for? To get rid

Ernest frowned, "What?"

away

was pregnant, the baby

ide its fate."

came out, my tears finally broke free

shifted through several changes, "You're

past days, my anger burst. forth,