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?"
I grabbed his hand and pressed it against my cheek. "I thought you'd gone again."
His gaze softened as he gently brushed my face with his fingers. "I won't. Not ever again."
I opened my eyes, reaching up to wrap my arms around his neck. "Then promise me, every time I open my eyes, you'll be there."
"Alright, I promise," Ernest said, lifting me up in his arms. "Now, go freshen up and come eat breakfast."

With him around, skipping a meal was nearly impossible.
He carried me into the bathroom, set
mein
everything up for me-water for
rinsing, toothpaste on the brush-making me feel a bit
helpless, but I knew he was showing his love in this way, making up for
lost time.
Breakfast was a spread of pancakes, crispy bacon, and a fruit salad, alongside
my favorite scrambled eggs.

"Did you stay up all night making
this?" I asked, surprised by the feast
laid
before me, even though he
often made breakfast.
"No, just got up a little earlier," Ernest never boasted about the effort he put in.
"So, what's the plan after breakfast? Going to see Susie?" I inquired.
He had been missing for days; Susie must be worried, even if she wasn't calling him every other hour like before.
"She can wait," Ernest's response surprised me.
He adored his sister, always putting her first. "Did you already see her?"
I hadn't heard from Susie in a while either.

collene must've been busy withet 65 for keeping secrets.
college and probably still upset with
"No, you were the first person I came to see."
I believed him. "Then why aren't you hurrying over to see her?"
"I have someone else to see first, then I'll go to her," Ernest said, looking directly
at me.
"Who's that?" I asked without thinking.
After a brief pause, Ernest replied, "Someone you trust the most."
I stopped mid-bite, realizing who he meant. I gave a little huff, "What, are you jealous?"