No More Waiting, She Chooses Love novel Chapter 303

"Not feeling well?" Dustin walked in, holding a bouquet, his face etched with concern.

Lying down at this moment seemed inappropriate. Grasping the bedrail, I attempted to sit up, but Dustin pressed gently against my shoulder. "Don't get up."

"I'm okay," I insisted, trying to sit up anyway.

Lying before Ernest was never awkward, making him quite different from other men to me.

Dustin's gaze fixed on my face. "What happened?"

How could I tell him the shock from my parents' situation had got to me?

It wasn't that I couldn't say it, but it was more that I didn't want to. For some reason, I'd been keeping my words to a minimum, avoiding wasting them on things I could easily brush off.

"Just a little faint from low blood sugar," I lied.

Dustin seemed skeptical, eyeing me closely before I quickly changed the subject, "What did you want to talk about?"

Dustin hesitated, then offered a placating falsehood, "Nothing much."

"Dustin," I called him more firmly, "Spit it out if you've got something to say. Beating around the bush is only going to make me worry more."

"Let's wait until you're feeling better," Dustin replied, ever the gentle soul.

Perhaps that was why I couldn't see him as more than a brotherly figure despite years of friendship.

I knew how to push his buttons, feigning urgency. "Not telling me makes me more anxious, which won't help my recovery."

Dustin looked somewhat helpless. "Fine, I'll tell you."

He paused for seconds. "Rad had a fall-out with my parents. You probably haven't heard."

"No, I haven't," I admitted truthfully.