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
to speak was Melissa. Keeping her gaze on the display of drinks before
really just wants her father's favor. and the only reason why she acts the
the counter
"Must be really funny..."
"Nah."
her glass down
arms, she
"This is uncomfortably tight."
turned her attention back to Melissa.
kind
tapped the tip of
the academy. Ever since we were little I would always see you try your
"Jealous?"
Melissa shook her head.
anyone would be
world, but you're also incredibly smart. There's many out
"...Smart, huh?"
her glasses and wiped them with her
useful in this day
think too
Emma rolled her eyes.
not realize it, but just your inventions alone have enabled civilization to rise to heights previously seen as unthinkable. One example of that is
than on what other people think. It's what I've been doing, and it kind of
"That so?"
pursed her lips as she thought of Emma's
Melissa could see what Emma was trying to express, but she was still struggling to alter her way
Her brows furrowed.
keep it
then tapped on her ring and took out
spread across Melissa's face when
"What are those?"
voice
potions
that I need to get
and her talk with Emma...Melissa understood that she
bit late, it was time for her to grow up a
rid of the potions
I took another one...no,
"Take them."
potions in Emma's
moment, she almost lost herself in the
"Eh...right."
she
while now, Amanda.
"Eh..ah!?!"
reaction startled the two girls who
her hand twitched and her eyes darted toward a particular area on the counter. An area where
"Amanda?"
"Yes?"
flinched once again when
hear what we
sentence as she finally
she wiped off the
"You happy now?"
"For what?"
at Emma with a blank and expressionless look. She was clearly trying to feign ignorance of
"You..."
***
Click—!
turned on when I
me while a dim white light
moved the cursor till a message appeared
to play
[Yes] [No]
cursor around the screen, my hand paused. I was starting
"Haaaa..."
let out a nervous breath and
Click—!
the top part of
should I
I pressed on
the screen was
was sitting in. No, rather, it looked an awful lot less advanced than what it was at the moment. Clearly indicating that this video had been taken quite
situation where I will have to go on a dangerous mission, but I guess you might never know what will happen in
checked the time on
nothing particularly important happened just yet, I won't make this any longer
"Smallsnake?"
void suddenly interrupted. It
are you?
"Haa..."
the distant door and the
looks like I'll have to cut this
"Smallsnake!!!"
"I'm coming!!"
his hand, the screen turned
"Hahahaha.."
my lips while my arm covered my mouth and my body trembled. I felt a bundle of emotions rise from deep
'...I remember this.'
I remember needing Smallsnake for something urgent. Was taken aback by his
guess it
it's been
new image formed on the
display. His physique appeared somewhat drab in comparison to the last time, and beneath his eyes were prominent black
also sounded
"Hmmm..."
the chair and blankly looked toward the ceiling without
it's been about a month since you've
I understood that this video was
but I know you're not. The fact that Angelica is still doing
touched his two
alive or not and...what's the relationship between
went blank as Smallsnake leaned forward and tapped
new video began to
asshole,
aback
never had you not tell me to shut up after more than two phrases! The worst part is that I've
Smallsnake smacked the desk.
whenever you 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
"Hehehe...he.."
trembled as I tried to suppress my laugh. My other hand clenched at my
began to replay, arousing all
for her? Remember when she said to apologize to me? Oh, god, the face
longer calls me stick like human anymore!
without us
sadness, grief,
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