No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Dustin's eyes flickered with a hint of sadness, but he nodded, gesturing for a taxi and opening the door for me. Yet, as the taxi carried me away, Dustin's car followed at a distance.

"Trouble in paradise with the boyfriend?" the driver chuckled.

"Your guy's decent, not forcing you, just quietly keeping an eye out," he added, a bit too chatty for my taste.

I stared out the window, saying, "He's not my boyfriend."

The driver blinked in surprise, then fell silent.

I watched the night scenery, but soon noticed another car in the rearview mirror, alongside Dustin's. It seemed to be Ernest's.

Stanley's engagement announcement echoed in my ears.

My heart felt like it was being sliced open. I closed my eyes and told myself it was all just an illusion.

After a few seconds, the pain eased, and I reopened my eyes. But Ernest's car was still there.

He should be celebrating with the Clark family, so why follow me?

but I had to be sure it was him driving. So, I tapped the driver's seat, "Could you, uh, maybe

my boyfriend really cares," I said, making the driver give me a look that said I was being whimsical after just denying my boyfriend. But

add ten years to my life. Buckle up, miss," the driver

to life, speeding off

the car suddenly swerved,

something out of a TV show, was happening

I was dizzy. The driver then said,

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to open the door, his

looking at him; I was looking at Ernest, who opened the other

tension in his eyes eased. He

me with a cold, distant

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