No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 845

"You know," Ernest's voice resonated in the dark night, carrying an even deeper, magnetic quality, "I'm missing in action, and you still dared to keep this baby."

So, he thought I was being foolish.

"Maybe I am," I replied, "but all I know is this baby is mine. He came to me, and I'm going to love him with all I've got." I never really saw the baby as something shared with someone else.

In my heart, he was mine alone.

"Alright then, we'll love him together," Ernest said softly, kissing me again. "Licia, thank you."

Whether he was thanking me for trusting him or for keeping the baby, it didn't really matter anymore.

After everything, I felt a wave of calmness washing over me, as if I suddenly let go of all the love-hate, the power struggles. None of it seemed to matter much.

Living life comfortably, that was the only thing that mattered. Everything else was just extra.

By dawn, Ernest was no longer beside me when I woke up.

A sudden fear gripped my heart, the fear that he had disappeared once more. Instinctively, I called out as I stepped out of the bedroom, "Ernest."

"You're up," his voice answered, easing the tension in my chest.

Ernest came over, glancing at my still sleepy eyes. "Not quite awake yet, huh?"

it against

my face with his fingers. "I won't.

his neck. "Then promise

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around, skipping a meal

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was showing his love

lost time.

spread of pancakes, crispy bacon, and

my favorite scrambled eggs.

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often made breakfast.

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the plan after breakfast?