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 of drinks before her, she set
who appears to be so powerful on the outside, really just wants her father's favor.
down on the counter and gulped
"Must be really funny..."
"Nah."
set her glass
arms, she
"This is uncomfortably tight."
herself, she turned her attention back to Melissa. Scratching the side of her
honest, I kind of get how you
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 always see you try your best to please
"Jealous?"
Melissa shook her head.
anyone would be
father the strongest in the world, but you're also incredibly smart.
"...Smart, huh?"
off her glasses and wiped them
useful in this day and
too
Emma rolled her eyes.
civilization to rise to heights previously seen as unthinkable. One example of
on what other people think. It's what I've been doing, and it kind
"That so?"
lips as
to express, but she was still struggling to alter
Her brows furrowed.
keep it in
on her ring and took out several potions from her
face when she looked
"What are those?"
curious voice reached her
potions for a
that I need to get rid
her talk with Emma...Melissa understood that she needed to
was time for her to grow
the past, and getting rid of the potions was the first step
I took another one...no,
"Take them."
the potions
she almost
"Eh...right."
took the potions and put them away. Even though she was confused, she
quiet for quite a while now, Amanda. Isn't there something that you want to
"Eh..ah!?!"
body flinched when she heard Emma's voice. Her reaction startled the two girls who looked at
as she was about to say something, her hand twitched and her eyes darted toward a particular area on the counter. An area where there was a slight stain that
"Amanda?"
"Yes?"
again when she heard Emma's
hear what
halfway through her sentence as she finally got the
her arm, she
"You happy now?"
"For what?"
Emma with a blank and expressionless look. She was clearly trying
"You..."
***
Click—!
on when I inserted the black box into the computer
a dim white
cursor till a message appeared on
like to play
[Yes] [No]
screen, my hand paused.
"Haaaa..."
a nervous breath and tightened my grip
Click—!
pressed the top part of
should I start
voice echoed throughout the air once I pressed
the screen
I was sitting in. No, rather, it looked an awful lot less advanced
really sure why I'm even making this video, to be honest. I don't think I'll ever be in a situation where I will have to go on a dangerous mission, but I guess you might never know what will happen in the future. Could just be a video log for me to relieve some
wrist, he checked the time on
happened just yet, I won't make this any longer than it has
"Smallsnake?"
interrupted.
where are you?
"Haa..."
distant door
have to cut
"Smallsnake!!!"
"I'm coming!!"
his hand, the screen turned
"Hahahaha.."
and my body trembled. I felt a bundle of emotions rise from
'...I remember this.'
for something urgent. Was
guess it makes
it's been
formed on the
His physique appeared somewhat drab in comparison to the
voice also sounded
"Hmmm..."
leaned back on the chair
been about a month
that this video was
Angelica is still doing
touched his two fingers
stuff, so like...she would definitely know if you were alive or not and...what's the relationship between you
leaned forward and tapped on the
video began to
fucking asshole,
slightly taken aback by his sudden
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.
a given! Not even that, Ryan has also started to pick a couple of things from you, and this is sadly one of the things! I can't do
"Hehehe...he.."
which was resting on the table, my body trembled as I tried to suppress my laugh. My other hand clenched at my
more videos began to replay, arousing all sorts of
when she said to apologize to me? Oh, god, the face
longer calls me stick like human
trip without us just like
anguish, sadness, grief,
the videos continued to play. A sense of dread filled me while my eyes tracked the
'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