No More Waiting, She Chooses Love
Chapter 500
Ernest stared at me, silent as a grave. My heart was racing, feeling like a kid waiting for the principal's verdict after being caught in mischief. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Ernest moved. He reached out and gently grabbed me. "Felicia, let go."
My heart plummeted as if I was just dropped from the top of a roller coaster.
The wave of pain and embarrassment overwhelmed me. I dropped my pride and begged for peace, but he remained unmoved.
Clearly, he had made up his mind.
Despite his love for me, he refused to stay.
He was as stubborn as a mule.
My anger, annoyance, and outrage made me snap. In a fit of madness, I bit down on his shoulder with all my might.
I heard his muffled grunt but he didn't push me away, letting me bite him.
The more I bit, the angrier I got, wondering if he was still not in his right mind. I wanted to bite him into realization, into regret.
But even as my jaw ached from the effort, he remained silent.
had turned into
spoken softly, made promises, and now, bitten him fiercely, yet he was determined
else could
Beg shamelessly?
probably be futile
I pushed him away, "Go,
my bed for a moment before he strode
my grievances
found me in bed the next
was a blank slate all day, not wanting to think about anything, as if I had become
happened before, not even when Conrad
lost more than blood; you've lost your spirit," Fanny hit me with the hard truth the moment she
my voice weak, "How come you're back? Is your suspension
without anyone to claim your body," Fanny's words were like salt
hand,
let me rest my face
About No More Waiting, She Chooses Love - Chapter 500
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