No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Conrad finally picked up on Dustin's odd behavior.

I took a sip of water, "You should probably ask him about that... and well, I'm not really in the mood for anyone right now."

His expression was indifferent, "You don't have to keep reminding me."

"I'm just stating the facts," I said, coughing twice. Conrad patted my back gently.

"Does Ernest have no clue about your ordeal?" Conrad's question hit a nerve.

Cupping the mug, the warmth of the water chased away the chill in my body, but it couldn't dispel the coldness settled in my heart, "He came, and then he left."

Conrad didn't push further. I handed him the cup, "I'm tired, gonna catch some sleep."

As I lay down, Conrad just sat there silently. I had a fever, my eyelids felt incredibly heavy, and just before I drifted off, I heard Conrad say, "You never seemed this hurt when we broke up." Why bring that up now?

But what he said was true, breaking up with him didn't tear me up inside like this.

"Maybe because you were a slow pain, I became numb to it," I mumbled, turning over and slipping into a deep sleep.

The smell of delicious food woke me up. My eyes fluttered open to see Conrad sitting at the bedside, engrossed in his phone, so much so that he didn't notice I was awake.

food container

made me gasp in pain, thwarting my attempt

dropped his phone and rushed

I said, cutting to the

caught a cold or had a fever, the first thing you'd do after waking up was eat." That was true. While most people lost their appetite when sick, I was

cold or fever isn't really being sick; it's

forehead with

me a wet wipe for my hands and opened

ask, it was

ten years

he didn't

thing

I liked to eat

item was something I hadn't eaten in a long

Ernest and I split, I hadn't had such

lacked that home-cooked flavor, specifically, the flavor of Ernest's

with his cooking, and now he had left me to fend

it made me feel a mix of

my mom made

flood.