The Author's POV
Chapter 607
Darkness engulfed Ashton's metropolis with the passing of the twelfth hour.
"Haaa..."
Melissa stared at the scenery outside and sighed. Her features were beautifully illuminated by the lights coming from above as she sat on a tiny stool.
"Ashton city looks a lot better at night, don't you think?"
"...Excuse me?"
The barista in front of her was taken aback. In spite of the current time in Ashton city, Melissa's orders were absolute, and he was thus forced to work at these hours.
"Y..yes, it indeed does look more beautiful."
"The beauty of the lights coming from the buildings is best appreciated at night.
They dispel the darkness brought on by the night."
"R..right."
The barista reluctantly nodded his head.
If he had to be completely honest, right now, all he wanted was to sleep. Additionally, he found Melissa's comments to be incomprehensible, which made the situation rather uncomfortable for him.
Regardless, a job was a job, and he could only put on a fake smile and nod his head.
"Pfff."
Melissa suddenly let out a small laugh as the cup in her hands loosely hung by the tips of her fingers.
"...Looks like you find my words boring."
The barista's face hardened. He had been caught red-handed.
Melissa laughed in self-depreciation when she saw his expression. She then waved her hand in his direction.
"Don't worry, you're not fired. I get it, I'm annoying."
Taking a sip of her drink, she smacked it against the counter.
"I'm one annoying bitch, so do me a favor. Give me another shot.
As she raised an eyebrow at the barista, a slight flush developed on the side of her cheeks. At this point, she was acting extremely differently from how she usually did. She was obviously inebriated, as evidenced by her flush and words.
"I don't think..."
"No point refusing. If you won't give it to me, I'll just get it myself."
Melissa stood up from her seat. Sweeping her eyes on the numerous bottles that stood behind the marble counter, her eyes paused toward a certain bottle.
"1987, Melionette? Sounds fancy."
Setting her eyes on the target, she tried to jump over the counter.
"Let's stop here."
A hand pressed against her shoulder before she could do that.
"Eh?"
Melissa turned her head.
"Emma? Amanda?"
It surprised her to see Emma and Amanda standing behind her. What were they doing here?
Emma ignored Melissa while she turned her head to look at Amanda.
"Looks like you were right, Amanda. She's acting exactly like you said she would."
"Mhm."
Amanda quietly nodded her head.
She was currently wearing a one-piece black dress that perfectly highlighted her physique. It was the same dress she wore at the funeral. The same was for Emma. It was clear from their attires that they didn't have time to change.
"What do you guys want?"
Melissa's eyes grew clearer as her thoughts started to slowly calm down.
"...How did you get in here?"
Emma flashed a black card.
Melissa's brows twitched when she saw the card. She could faintly recall giving one to Emma in the past when she was begging her for one.
Melissa gave her one out of pity. Naturally, she knew about her situation.
She was starting to regret that decision right now.
"What's with that look? You think we wouldn't know what you're thinking about after seeing the state you were in after we returned?"
Moving to the counter, Emma sat down on a stool. Then, looking at the barista, she pointed at the same bottle Melissa was previously looking at.
"1987, Melionette. A glass each."
"...Sure."
The barista nodded after taking a short glance at Amanda and Emma. They looked responsible.
"I thought you were going to stop me from drinking."
"Why would we?"
Emma asked while a small pill appeared in her hand.
She then handed it to Melissa.
"Not like I'm worried about getting a hangover with this."
"...Right."
Melissa weakly turned her head and sat on a stool beside Emma.
Amanda followed her example and sat next to her.
"..."
"..."
"..."
Silence permeated the room as the three women sat serenely next to one another. The stillness was allowed to linger since none of the three of them wanted to speak first.
"Your drinks."
The clicking sound of glasses being set down on the counter disturbed the silence.
Simultaneously, all three girls reached out for their respective glasses and took a sip.
The silence continued for the next minute.
can laugh if you
the display
just wants her father's favor. and the
the drink she set down on the counter and gulped it all in
"Must be really funny..."
"Nah."
her glass
her arms,
"This is uncomfortably tight."
to Melissa. Scratching the side of her
kind of get how you
tapped the tip
of guess why you acted the way you did. It's not like I only knew you from the academy. Ever since we were little I would
"Jealous?"
Melissa shook her head.
would be jealous of
world, but you're also incredibly smart.
"...Smart, huh?"
off her glasses and wiped
was actually useful in this day
too
Emma rolled her eyes.
as unthinkable. One example of that is the magic card system. That invention alone has helped us advance in so
what other people think. It's what I've been doing,
"That so?"
her lips as she thought
was trying to express, but she was still struggling to
Her brows furrowed.
keep it in
ring and took out several potions from
look spread across Melissa's face when she looked at the
"What are those?"
voice
at the potions for
need to
memories, and her talk with Emma...Melissa
late, it was time for her
she could no longer be who she had been in the past, and getting rid of the potions was the first step in her transformation. Taking another look at the potions before her, Melissa swallowed a mouthful
wouldn't hurt if I took another
"Take them."
pushed the potions
almost
"Eh...right."
them away. Even though she was confused, she still complied. Then,
Amanda. Isn't there something that
"Eh..ah!?!"
voice. Her reaction startled the two
and her eyes darted toward a particular area on the counter. An area
"Amanda?"
"Yes?"
flinched once again when she
what
sentence as she finally got the gist
her arm, she wiped off the
"You happy now?"
"For what?"
a blank and expressionless look. She was clearly trying to
"You..."
***
Click—!
monitor in front of me turned on when
while a dim white
till a message appeared on the
like to
[Yes] [No]
the screen, my hand paused. I was starting
"Haaaa..."
nervous breath and
Click—!
the top part of
should I start
throughout the air once I pressed on the
the
awful lot less advanced than what it
I'll ever be in a situation where I will have to go on a dangerous
his wrist, he checked the time on his
won't make this any longer than it has to
"Smallsnake?"
suddenly interrupted. It
where are you? Oy,
"Haa..."
the distant door
have to cut this video
"Smallsnake!!!"
"I'm coming!!"
the screen
"Hahahaha.."
while my arm covered my mouth and my body trembled. I felt a bundle of emotions
'...I remember this.'
Smallsnake for something urgent. Was
it makes sense
it's been
image formed on
the display. His physique appeared somewhat drab in comparison to the last time,
also sounded
"Hmmm..."
on the chair and
been about a month
understood that this video was recorded while I
you're dead, but I know you're not. The fact that Angelica is still
his two fingers
you were alive or not and...what's the relationship
blank as Smallsnake leaned forward and tapped
began to
asshole, you know
was slightly taken aback by his
too. I've never had you not tell me to shut up after more than two
Smallsnake smacked the desk.
Ryan has also started to pick a couple of things from you, and this is sadly one of the things! I can't do this
"Hehehe...he.."
which was resting on the table, my body trembled as I tried to suppress my
videos began to replay, arousing all
for her? Remember when she said to apologize to me? Oh, god, the face you made....ahahhaha, you should've totally seen
no longer calls me stick like
a trip without us just like that? How irresponsible
anguish, sadness,
the end as the videos continued to play. A sense of dread filled me while
'No...'
About The Author's POV - Chapter 607
The Author's POV is the best current series of the author Entrail_JI. With the below Chapter 607 content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably, despite all the tricks to achieve the goal without any concern for the other half, and then regret. late. Please read chapter Chapter 607 and update the next chapters of this series at booktrk.com