No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 817

For ages, she hadn't been this close to him, allowing him to pat her head like he used to when they were kids.

Fanny and I barely slept a wink all night, feeling jittery and uneasy.

Jacqueline was another insomniac, keeping watch at the makeshift memorial in the living room, refusing to leave despite Conrad's gentle coaxing.

We hadn't seen Dustin all night, and Fanny was half-convinced he'd made a break for it.

But I knew better. Dustin wouldn't run. He was too far down the rabbit hole of betrayal. He wouldn't flee now, though he might scheme something else. What we needed was to catch him red-handed with the evidence to finally bring him to justice.

"Felicia, are you up?" Jacqueline's voice came from outside our door.

I opened the door. "Morning, Aunt Jackie."

"You're up! Come on down and grab a bite. You'll need your strength today," she said, and it was then I noticed she was wearing an apron.

Breakfast? At a time like this? It seemed odd to me, and Fanny picked up on it too, teasing, "Think she's poisoned the pancakes to protect her son?"

"You're a doctor; a little poison shouldn't scare you," I joked back.

we couldn't quite understand how Jacqueline could focus

at a time like this, we joined her

was still a no-show, but his

we wait?"

shook her head. "No need, we

and even served us from

pie. Fanny,

are your favorite

something more profound,

Jackie, have some," I

peeled

noticed she wasn't

was plentiful, but none of us had much of an appetite. Our

o'clock, with the funeral about to commence, Dustin still

can't get Dustin on the

how

he was still the

he

expected to be there