No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

"I'll make it right for what my dad did."

My heart felt as if it had been struck by a blunt instrument.

I turned to him, asking, "Ernest, are you accepting that verdict then? You've been digging into this, haven't you? Your investigation led you to believe your dad messed with the brakes, causing my parents' accident?"

We'd suspected as much before, and he'd promised to get to the bottom of it and give me closure.

But now, without any closure, he seemed to accept a conclusion not even the police could firmly make.

What was this? A brush-off, or did he actually want me to resent him because of his father's actions?

Ernest wouldn't meet my gaze, staying silent.

Thinking about his decision to end things, my chest tightened, "Ernest, did you know this all along? Is that why you broke up with me"

"No," his response was firm.

My heart fluttered as he looked down at the raindrops hitting the ground, "Felicia, I'll keep investigating my father's case. If I find anything, you'll be the first to know. But as it stands, my dad is the prime suspect."

it hard for me to breathe. I pressed, "If it weren't for the

a deep sadness in his eyes. "I

does that

out with the son of someone who might be a murderer. And I don't want you feeling guilty about

So much for fate.

be with me, you don't need to make excuses or use my name as a

familiarity to strangeness

won't cling to you. If

As for our parents' feud, even if your father is guilty, I

taught me that

they resented their parents for abandoning

no, explaining that their abandonment allowed them to experience life in an orphanage, a life 95% of children never

met each other and had me, their little

and your dad is your dad. I've suspected my parents' death might be connected to your dad, but still chose to be with you," I smiled slightly, "In loving you, I was determined, never

face twitched, clearly affected by

he still loved me, but his love was ultimately overshadowed