No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Ernest stared at me, silent as a grave. My heart was racing, feeling like a kid waiting for the principal's verdict after being caught in mischief. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Ernest moved. He reached out and gently grabbed me. "Felicia, let go."

My heart plummeted as if I was just dropped from the top of a roller coaster.

The wave of pain and embarrassment overwhelmed me. I dropped my pride and begged for peace, but he remained unmoved.

Clearly, he had made up his mind.

Despite his love for me, he refused to stay.

He was as stubborn as a mule.

My anger, annoyance, and outrage made me snap. In a fit of madness, I bit down on his shoulder with all my might.

I heard his muffled grunt but he didn't push me away, letting me bite him.

The more I bit, the angrier I got, wondering if he was still not in his right mind. I wanted to bite him into realization, into regret.

But even as my jaw ached from the effort, he remained silent.Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

As if he had turned into a piece of wood.

I had spoken softly, made promises, and now, bitten him fiercely, yet he was determined to leave.

What else could I do?

Beg shamelessly?

It would probably be futile anyway.

When I finally let go, my body just slumped in defeat. I pushed him away, "Go, just go. And never bother me again."

Ernest's towering figure stood by my bed for a moment before he strode away.

As the hospital room door closed behind him, my grievances burst forth, and I cried into my pillow.Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Fanny found me in bed the next day, a complete mess.

My mind was a blank slate all day, not wanting to think about anything, as if I had become an empty shell, devoid of soul or thought.

This had never happened before, not even when Conrad betrayed me.

"You look like you've lost more than blood; you've lost your spirit," Fanny hit me with the hard truth the moment she arrived, proving she truly was my best friend. 

I blinked, my voice weak, "How come you're back? Is your suspension over?"

"If I didn't come back, you might die here without anyone to claim your body," Fanny's words were like salt to my wounds.

I grabbed her hand, "Please, no more salt."

Fanny let me rest my face in her palm for a moment before she said, "What kind of love curse have you gotten yourself into? Every relationship seems to cost you half your life."

I was speechless, feeling like there was a witch in my heart that I couldn't touch, or else the sadness would flood out uncontrollably.

"Is your suspension over?" I managed to ask, despite my sorrow. After all, her suspension was tied to me.

"I'm back on duty, but I plan to take more time off," Fanny's response surprised me.

I lifted my head from her hand, and couldn't help but notice how radiant she looked, like a blooming red rose. "Planning to fly away with Yates?" I asked, feeling a twinge of loss.