No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

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Actually, I had Jefferson dig into it instead of just waiting for Ernest's final word because, deep down, I was afraid he'd lie to me, given his dad was the one driving at the time. Turns out, I was overthinking it.

"You're doubting what really happened with the brakes that year, aren't you?" Ernest asked me.

Now that Ernest and I were officially an item, I didn't want to lie to him. "Yes, I need a straight answer." Ernest didn't speak for a moment. Then he asked softly, "Felicia, if, and I mean if... the car accident had something to do with my father, would you... leavebecause of it?" The words 'leave me' hithard, tightening my throat as if someone's hand was clenching around it.

I knew why he was asking. I hadn't thought about it because I didn't dare to.

"Ernest, I don't know." Although a voice insidesaid, even if his dad was involved in the accident, Ernest was his own person. His father's mistakes shouldn't be his burden.

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But understanding something in theory doesn't always translate to being able to live it out.

I shifted, snuggling into a more comfortable position in his arms. "Ernest, if that were true, what would you do? Would you... feel guilty because of your dad's mistake and pushaway?" Ernest was silent, makingthink he was as unsure as I was.

Then he murmured, "All I know is I can't live without you." His words, about not wanting to loseand not being able to live without me, made my heart feel like it was suffocating.

"Ernest, it won't cto that. I believe fate won't be that cruel to us," I whispered.

Ernest didn't reply, just kissedgently, his lips claiming mine, makingforget everything else.

That night, Ernest was particularly passionate, as if he wanted to engraveinto his very bones.

I fell asleep in his arms, but in my dream, I found myself at the scene of my parents' accident. The car was wrecked and smoking, the people inside crushed...

"Licia..." "Licia..." My parents were looking at me, reaching out helplessly.

I wanted to run to them, but it was as if something was holdingback, keepingfrom moving forward.

That is, until I was shaken awake, finding Ernest's worried face looking down at me.

"You were having a nightmare," he said, stroking my hair.

"I dreamt of my parents. They were trapped in the car," I murmured.

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Ernest responded by holdingtighter.

In the quiet of the night, as Ernest and I held each other, we could heet only our heartbeats but al not a t argument.

"It's my wicked thoughts, but you fell for it, Conrad. If you were truly a man of honor, no trick of mine would have worked," a voice screamed in despair.

I didn't hear Conrad's reply, but I knew he must be there.

What was the point of arguing now? I didn't want to listen anymore. Snuggling closer to Ernest, I murmured, "I'm hungry." "I'll cook something for you." "No, I want to go out for sstreet food."

"Alright, bundle up; it's a bit chilly outside," Ernest said as he let go ofto grab sclothes for me. We left to escape the irritating noises.

Ernest tookout for slate-night hot dogs, and by the t

we were heading back, the sky was beginning to lighten. I thought m Conrad would have surely left by then.

But what I didn't expect was running We into him just as we were about to enter the elevator.

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