No More Waiting, She Chooses Love novel Chapter 371

Mack Craig stopped in his tracks, looking at me with a mix of surprise and disbelief.

Realizing my forwardness, I quickly tried to explain, "I didn't mean anything by it, I just..."

"Alright," Mack cut me off before I could finish.

"Before all this happened, she was full of life, loved making friends. She'd be happy to see you," he said without looking at me, as though he was talking more to himself than to me.

I couldn't help but feel for him in that moment.

"Come with me, Felicia," he said, before continuing down the hallway.

Watching his tall figure walking ahead of me, I couldn't help but feel the weight of his burden, a burden he carried with every step.

Mack led me to a private hospital room, not unlike those reserved for VIPs, with a pleasant environment and, naturally, a hefty price tag. It was clear the girl resting here came from a well-off family.

At the door, Mack looked back at me, as if he had more to say.

Thinking he might have had second thoughts, I offered an out: "If it's not a good time, we can forget it."

"You look so much like her, it's just..." Mack paused, "she's just a bit thinner now."

I had almost forgotten about the stranger who bore such a striking resemblance to me.

I offered a small smile, "Beauty lies in the spirit, not the flesh."

Mack allowed himself a slight smile before pushing open the door to the room.

The first person I saw was a nurse in blue scrubs, massaging the patient on the bed. Upon seeing us, she promptly stood up.

"Take a break, I'll call you back later," Mack said politely to the nurse.

The nurse left, giving me a curious glance on her way out, probably struck by the resemblance between me and the patient.

"When you're not here, does the nurse take care of her?" I asked, trying to break the heavy silence that filled the room the moment we entered.

He looked up at me, but my eyes were still on the girl, "She didn't want you to get hurt; she protected you because she wanted you to live well. If you drown in this pain, her sacrifice would be in vain."

"Mack," I called out softly, "don't blame yourself. It won't change the past. Your mentor was an exceptional person with many dreams. Now, it's up to you to fulfill those dreams for her. As long as you keep her aspirations alive, she'll continue to live on through you."

I wasn't quite sure where those words came from, but they seemed to resonate with Mack, who murmured, "Felicia."

Snapping back to the moment, I shifted my gaze from the girl to Mack, noticing the turmoil in his eyes...

A mix of excitement, shock, and disbelief.

I frowned slightly, "Is something wrong? Did I say something out of place?"

"No," Mack swallowed hard, "Felicia, when you were talking just now... you sounded even more like her."

My heart skipped a beat as I looked back at the girl on the bed.