NovelEnglishDustin's eyes narrowed suddenly, and he could no longer maintain his composed facade, his grip on my hand gradually loosened.
"Do you look down oneven more now?" His voice was low and heavy.
"Back when it was between you and Conrad, I chose him not because I looked down on you but because he set my heart racing. And now, Dustin, what you've done has truly disappointed me," I spoke my truth.
"But do you know why I did it?" he asked softly.
I let out a mocking laugh. "Dustin, you seemed so sure of yourself when you left four years ago. Why do you seem more confused as tpasses?" From the moment I started my relationship with Conrad four years ago, Dustin and I were set to be nothing more than friends, even if Conrad and I parted ways.
"Felicia, you've loved Rad for ten years, and so have I," his words made my heart tremble.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThis trembling wasn't out of being moved, but it remindedof my past.
Loving someone is hard, and unrequited love even more so.
I could empathize, but I still made it clear to him, "I loved him for ten years because I could see a future with him. But Dustin, you knowingly walk into the darkness; that's your own folly, a bitter pill you chose to swallow." I admit, my words were harsh, but that's just how things were.
Now, he even dared to covet everything that belonged to Conrad and kept the truth he knew hidden, all for his selfish desires.
I was truly disappointed in him.
"Foolish," he mockingly repeated the word, "Yes, foolish." It was self-mockery, but I could hear the sarcasm directed at me. My ten years of loving Conrad were equally foolish.
At this point, there was no need for further words, but I still reminded him, "Dustin, you and your brother can fight for power, but don't useas a catalyst." Ernest had been waiting outside for me. Seeingcout, he cover and took my hand.
He didn't ask anything but ledaway.
Today, Ernest played a voice recording on his phone for me, which he had obtained to help me. After I realized Dustin had dealt with Jimmy forand guessed Haley's feelings, I sensed something was amiss I just mentioned it to Ernest, and he helpedlook into it discreetly, bringing the recording today as a precaution. He remained silent but took on everything he could to ease my burden.
"Where's Susie?" He had ledquite a distance, and we hadn't found Susie yet, promptingto ask. "She's playing in a quieter spot," Ernest explained, which I didn't doubt.
Susie had just recovered, and a less crowded place suited her better.
"How much farther?" I asked Ernest.
"Tired?" Ernest always caught the underlying meanings in my words.
I didn't play coy, "Yeah." "Shall I carry you?" Ernest offered.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmI laughed, "Carry me? Do you think I haven't attracted enough attention already?" "What's wrong with attracting attention? Speople wish they could but can't," Ernest indulgedto the extreme.
I pointed at a tandem bicycle not far from us. How about we ride that instead? "If you want to ride, let's ride," Ernest said and ledto it.
We scanned the code and started pedaling away. At first, it was alm smooth, but then I noticed more and more cyclists joining us, forming a sort of convoy.
"What's happening? This isn't about what went down earlier, is it? Those people aren't coming to mob me, are they?" I asked Ernest, on edge. He smiled lightly. "Scared?" "A bit," I admitted cautiously.
"Don't worry, I'm here," Ernest said indulgently.
After observing for a while and seeing that these people were just cycling behind us without any other suspicious behavior, I began to relax. QUMS
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