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
the display of drinks before her, she set her glass
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 expectations of others...It
set down on the counter and gulped it all in
"Must be really funny..."
"Nah."
set her glass down
arms, she
"This is uncomfortably tight."
her attention back to Melissa.
I kind of get how
the tip of the
Ever since we were little I would always see you try your
"Jealous?"
Melissa shook her head.
if anyone would be jealous of
strongest in the world, but you're
"...Smart, huh?"
took off her glasses and wiped
useful in this
think too little
Emma rolled her eyes.
previously seen as unthinkable. One example of that is the magic
more emphasis on myself than on what other people think. It's what I've been doing, and it kind of works like a
"That so?"
as
Melissa could see what Emma was trying to express, but she was still struggling to
Her brows furrowed.
it
on her ring and took out several
face
"What are those?"
voice reached
the potions for
that I need to get rid
memories, and her talk with Emma...Melissa understood that she
it was time for
in the past, and getting rid of the potions was the first step in her transformation. Taking another look at
I took another one...no,
"Take them."
the potions in Emma's
moment, she almost lost herself in the
"Eh...right."
and put them away. Even though she was confused, she still complied. Then,
quite a while now, Amanda. Isn't there something that you want to
"Eh..ah!?!"
she heard Emma's voice. Her reaction startled the two girls
area on the counter. An area where there was a slight stain that came
"Amanda?"
"Yes?"
once again when she
you not hear what we were sayi...my
her sentence as she finally got the
she wiped
"You happy now?"
"For what?"
with a blank and expressionless look. She was clearly
"You..."
***
Click—!
on when I inserted the black
was eerily quiet around me while a dim white light
the cursor till a message appeared on
to play the
[Yes] [No]
around the screen, my
"Haaaa..."
a nervous breath and tightened my
Click—!
then pressed the top
I start
I pressed on the mouse, and I lowered my
on the screen was
I was sitting in. No, rather, it looked an awful lot less advanced than what it was at the
don't think I'll ever be in a situation where I will have to go on a dangerous mission, but I guess you
he checked the
just yet, I won't make this any longer than it has
"Smallsnake?"
interrupted. It
where are you?
"Haa..."
the distant door and the
looks like I'll have to
"Smallsnake!!!"
"I'm coming!!"
hand, the
"Hahahaha.."
arm covered my mouth and my
'...I remember this.'
day, I remember needing Smallsnake for something urgent. Was taken aback
guess it makes sense
been
image formed
comparison to
voice also
"Hmmm..."
the chair and blankly looked toward the ceiling
about a
understood that this video was recorded while I was
is still doing
his two fingers
would definitely know if you were alive or not and...what's
Smallsnake leaned forward and tapped on the
video began to play
a fucking asshole,
aback
up after more than two phrases! The worst part is
Smallsnake smacked the desk.
accept it like it's 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!
"Hehehe...he.."
resting on the table, my body trembled as I tried to suppress my laugh.
videos began to replay, arousing all sorts of
Should I open up a shrine for her? Remember when she said to apologize
what, Angelica no longer calls me stick like human anymore! That's
Did you seriously just go on a trip without us just like that? How irresponsible do you have to
anguish, sadness,
to reach the end as the videos continued to
'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