No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 822

"Let go!" I snapped, my voice as cold as the winter wind sweeping across the English countryside.

Dustin didn't budge; he just tightened his grip on my arm.

This whole mess was his doing, and I was boiling with anger and resentment. I swung my hand, slapping him hard across the face.

The slap echoed through the room, sharp and biting.

"Dustin, you're nothing but a scumbag," I spat out, my voice laced with venom.

He had the audacity to use his own parents' funeral for his schemes. He didn't deserve to be called human anymore. And as for Ernest? He must have been threatened by Dustin. Otherwise, he would never have turned on Fanny like that. "Go ahead, call me whatever you want," Dustin said, his face tinged red from my slap, yet he remained unfazed. In fact, he seemed to welcome my insults.

was a lunatic, a complete madman

I found myself at a loss for words. Not only because I wasn't great at hurling insults, but because someone like him wasn't worth the

Do you remember how I was when

I was the older brother who had to be generous, always looking out for my younger siblings. I'd give you and Rad the best of everything-good food, fun times. Whenever you two messed up, I'd

but your heart, your eyes, they were always for him. I told

you chose him, without even considering me. No one knows how I survived those days. I told myself as long as you were

of love, but no one talks about the pain of the one who's making the sacrifice. I even hurt myself and I still have the scars on

to step aside willingly, to sacrifice myself as if it was my own idea. I was used

home, living it up as one big happy family. I numbed

help from all of you. If you had cared for me even a little, if you hadn't been so selfish, would I have

soft chuckle, his eyes meeting mine again. "Felicia, when I heard you and Rad broke up, I was so excited