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.

thought about her own relationship

was undeniable. But so what? She would probably never fully open

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

until she could confidently claim the Liberty to choose love

days had been a

failing to address the underlying issues. This realization brought a sense of sorrow, pondering how swiftly

or herself, rather, she

in the afternoon, her plane took off, charting a course

arranged for his driver

from the airport, she headed straight for the Waston

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