Melissa offered a small smile.

Jessie, pausing upon seeing Melissa's eyes brimming with unshed tears, questioned, “Is it truly worth it? To forsake all you have for Albert? I don't get it, Melissa. If your heart leans towards Albert, then...

“Mr. Waston is merely my boss. There's nothing more” Melissa cut in, her voice serene yet firm.

Jessie's gaze lingered, torn and questioning.

After a moment, Melissa added softly, “You're concerned for him. Why not a visit to Heron? He might need more than just professional assistance; maybe the comfort of company too” This suggestion seemed to unsettle Jessie, who retorted, “I'm involved with someone else now” Nodding, Melissa then decided to drop the subject and stay silent.

then thought about her own relationship with

But so what? She would probably never fully open up

along any message to Mr. Waston from you?” Jessie's eyes lingered on Melissa, a mix of emotions playing across her face before she declined, “No! Melissa... Knowing you're there is comforting. It's confusing, really. I ought to despise him, envy you, yet I find solace in your presence by his side. I think I'm going crazy” As Melissa adjusted her scarf and turned to leave, a thought lingered in her mind-True freedom, the kind

Liberty to choose love on her own terms. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt

had been a whirlwind of passion and sweetness

the underlying issues. This realization brought a sense of sorrow, pondering

Marcus or herself, rather, she simply felt a tinge

the afternoon, her plane took off, charting a

arranged

she headed straight for

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