No More Waiting, She Chooses Love
Chapter 336

When the plug is pulled, a life vanishes from this world.

"You should be with her now, see her through to the end," I nudged him.

"I know, I'm heading there now," Mack lifted his gaze to meet mine, "Sorry for the intrusion."

I managed a small smile, "Hoping for a miracle."

Mack didn't reply but stood up to leave. I watched his retreating figure, feeling a stark contrast from the night before.

"What are you looking at? You didn't even hear your phone ring?" Ernest came over, taking the bunch of flowers from my hand.

I didn't know how to explain Mack's situation to Ernest because I hadn't mentioned last night's encounter, and Mack's story was too convoluted. Mostly, I felt an unexplainable sadness, especially after Mack's words about soon being gone.

"Ernest, why do you think two unrelated people can look so much alike?" I asked him.

"Humans are made of genes. With so many people in the world, it's normal to have similar genetics," Ernest responded, very matter-of-factly. Thinking about Mack's reason for following me, I asked, "Do you think you might one day look for my shadow in someone who resembles me?" "Why would I do that?" Ernest asked sharply.

I met his gaze, "I mean, what if."

"You are you to me," Ernest was always so certain.

I smiled helplessly, "I was just asking. You could've just given any answer, I wouldn't overthink it."

Ernest brushed a stray hair from my cheek, "No matter what, I wouldn't look for your shadow in someone else. You're irreplaceable."

I chuckled at his smooth talk, "Got it, let's go."

Ernest, holding the flowers in one hand and my hand in the other, asked, "Why suddenly ask this?"

I saw a photo of a girl who looks just like me," I paused, "almost ninety percent similar."

The initial shock of resemblance had given way to curiosity, as I remembered more details from the photo that aligned with my own features. "That much alike?" Ernest seemed surprised.

"Yeah, so I'm worried you might mistake her for me one day," I teased.

This time Ernest didn't defend himself but asked, "Where did you see it?"

"On a man's phone!"

"A man's phone?"

"Yeah, a young doctor's..." I briefly explained my accidental encounter with Mack. Ernest fell silent.

Feeling the shift, I nudged him, "What's wrong? Don't tell me you're jealous?" ""No," he denied.

Seeing his expression, I scoffed, "Then why the silence? You clearly are..."

"Licia," Ernest stopped and turned to me, "why didn't you tell me about this yesterday?"

"I thought it was just a minor incident. Plus, I mistook him for Fanny's admirer," I explained.

After explaining, I chided him, "Can you not be so petty? Though your jealousy shows you care, it makes me feel constrained, and that's uncomfortable."

"Licia, it's not about being petty. I'm worried. What if he had bad intentions? Not telling me means I can't protect you. What if something happened to you?" Ernest explained his concerns.

I was at a loss for words. Maybe I was the one being narrow-minded.

"Sorry, I'll tell you everything from now on," I reached out to caress his cheek, "Don't be mad."

Ernest's smile returned, signaling his forgiveness. I playfully poked his palm, "Mr. Collins, you do look handsome when you smile."

As we continued walking, I looked up to see three people standing not far from us, all six eyes curiously fixed on me.