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.
laugh
her gaze on the display of drinks before
my memories. You must find it amusing, I suppose. That Melissa Hall, who appears to be so powerful on the outside, really just wants her father's favor. and the only reason why she acts the way she does is because she has no
took the drink she set down on the counter and gulped it all
"Must be really funny..."
"Nah."
set her glass down
her arms,
"This is uncomfortably tight."
to Melissa. Scratching the side of her cheek, she
I kind of get
the tip
the way you did. It's not like I only knew you from the academy. Ever since
"Jealous?"
Melissa shook her head.
anyone would be jealous of
the world, but you're also incredibly smart. There's many out there that don't have it
"...Smart, huh?"
glasses and wiped them with
that was actually useful in this day and
think too little of
Emma rolled her eyes.
inventions alone have enabled civilization to rise to heights previously seen as unthinkable. One example of that is the magic card system. That invention alone has helped
other people think. It's what I've
"That so?"
as she thought of Emma's
express, but she was still
Her brows furrowed.
it
her ring and took out
Melissa's face
"What are those?"
curious voice reached
potions for
I need to get
memories, and her talk with Emma...Melissa understood that she needed
late, it was time
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,
I took another one...no,
"Take them."
pushed the potions
almost lost herself in the
"Eh...right."
put them away. Even though she was confused, she still complied. Then, she looked
Amanda.
"Eh..ah!?!"
body flinched when she heard Emma's voice. Her reaction startled the two girls who looked
a particular area on the counter. An area where there was
"Amanda?"
"Yes?"
flinched once again when she
not hear what we were sayi...my
through her sentence as she finally got
arm, she
"You happy now?"
"For what?"
expressionless look. She was
"You..."
***
Click—!
me turned on when I inserted
was eerily quiet around me while a dim white light
till a message
like to play
[Yes] [No]
cursor around the screen, my hand paused.
"Haaaa..."
breath and tightened my grip
Click—!
pressed the top
I start
echoed throughout the air once I pressed on the mouse, and
the
less advanced than what it was at the moment. Clearly
I don't think I'll ever be in a situation where I will have to go on a dangerous mission, but
his wrist, he checked
important happened just yet, I won't make this any longer than it has
"Smallsnake?"
interrupted. It sounded
where are you? Oy,
"Haa..."
his gaze between the distant
have to
"Smallsnake!!!"
"I'm coming!!"
the
"Hahahaha.."
mouth and my body trembled. I felt a bundle of emotions rise from deep
'...I remember this.'
Smallsnake for something urgent. Was taken aback
guess it
been
image formed on
His physique appeared somewhat drab in comparison to the last time, and beneath his eyes
also
"Hmmm..."
the chair and blankly looked toward
been about a month
understood that this video was recorded while I
is still doing fine is proof
his two
you were alive or not and...what's the relationship between you two like? ...No, never mind...haaa...I can't do this...please come back, it's really hard doing this
screen went blank as Smallsnake leaned forward and tapped on
new video began to play after
fucking asshole,
was slightly taken aback by
see, I'm a human too. I've never had you not tell me to shut up after more than two phrases! The worst part
Smallsnake smacked the desk.
tell me to shut up, I now accept it like it's a given! Not even that, Ryan has also started to pick a couple of things from you, and
"Hehehe...he.."
the table, my body trembled as I tried to suppress my laugh. My
videos began to replay, arousing
is an angel. Should I open up a shrine for her? Remember when she said to apologize to me? Oh, god, the face you
longer calls me stick like
you seriously just go on a trip without us
anguish, sadness, grief,
to play. A sense of dread filled me while my eyes
'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