No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Susie was leaving a voicemail for her brother. Could she really get through to him?

That was my first thought. But instead of bursting in, I just stood there quietly, listening to Susie go on.

"Bro, Licia's ex doesn't look at her right. I swear he's still got a thing for her."

"Bro, did you guys have a fight or something? She's been looking kinda lost."

"Bro, why aren't you answering texts or calls? What's up with you?"

"Bro, I'm telling you, if you let her slip away, I'm gonna be so mad at you."

"Ernest, answer your texts, your calls..."

Hearing this, I couldn't help but smile, realizing she wasn't actually on a call but leaving voice messages for Ernest.

But what was Ernest up to? Why wasn't he answering any calls or messages?

Not wanting to embarrass Susie or let her know I overheard her, I decided to make my presence known by reopening the door and then shutting it loudly.

"Felicia," Susie called out when she heard the door.

I walked over, and she had already hidden her phone, looking at me with a mischievous grin.

"Don't worry about it," I sat down next to her on the bed, "The guy you heard about just now, my ex, that's all in the past. We're just friends now, practically like siblings."

Susie's eyes sparkled with curiosity as she looked at me, "Felicia, can you tell me your story with him?"

I hesitated.

Susie scooted closer, "I just wanna know how you guys fell in love and why you broke up?"

Her curiosity reminded me of a child exploring an unknown world.

I figured it was better to satisfy her curiosity than to let her imagination run wild with speculation.

Besides, my history with Michael wasn't a secret; it was just a bit painful to revisit.

"To satisfy your curious little heart, I'll tell you..." I took off my shoes, sat cross-legged in front of her, and shared my story with Michael.

I hadn't thought about those memories in so long, but talking about them now, I realized there were so many moments, so many details... And yes, some parts still hurt to remember.

"Felicia, setting aside my brother, your story is really deep," Susie remarked, "like something out of a novel."

But the parts I skipped, the deeper, more complicated bits, weren't for her ears.

"Felicia," Susie grabbed my hand, "now I'm kinda scared."

I laughed, "Scared I might go back to him?"

She nodded, and I scoffed, "Don't be

silly. I'm very possessive. What's

mine is mine, and if someone

se

touches it, I'd rather throw it away than take it back."

"Me too," Susie agreed.

"Felicia, aren't you worried I might spill this to my brother and make him jealous?" Susie asked tentatively.

I chuckled, "Not worried. If he gets jealous, it means he cares."

"Felicia, my brother's never been in a relationship," Susie said, as if she felt her brother was at a disadvantage.Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

"You're not regretting it for your brother, are you? Because if so..." I trailed off, but Susie immediately shook her head.

"No way. I just feel like... it's a pity my brother isn't your first love," Susie bit her lip, love the idea of love at first sight where both are each other's first love."

Clearly, romance novels had done a number on her.

"They exist, but they're rare," I told her honestly.

"Felicia," Susie, still holding my hand, said, "if, and I mean if, one day you found out there was more to your ex's betrayal, that he didn't actually betray you, would you forgive him?"