The Day I Kissed An Older Man by Cher the Cherished

"But they don't believe me," muttered Melody. She had worked together with them for a while, and the least she expected was for one person to believe her. When that did not happen, Melody was very disappointed.

"I thought that the director would believe me, but I guess I shouldn't have kept my hopes up..." Melody felt that their lack of trust in her was due to her problem.

Lucas reached over and rubbed her head, retracting his hand only when her hair was messed up. "Stop those nonsense thoughts. Does it matter whether those people believe you or not?"

Melody nodded. "Of course! It makes me feel that at least someone is willing to take my side. I never treated them terribly before, so why would they treat me the same?" In fact, she knew that those who believed her might decide not to speak up for her after seeing how suspicious the entire crew was of her. After all, they were just small-time staff, and it was not worth risking their job for her.

wearing the same clothes

thinks you're innocent, they're in no position to stand up and speak for you." Lucas manned the steering wheel with one hand and observed Melody's

She then asked casually, "Why do you believe me, then? The person in the surveillance footage wore the same clothes as I was. If I were in your shoes, I'd think that person was me

knew it was not you

at

I've gotten used to your figure and minor little movements." "What?" Melody blurted

so with your left hand because you're left-handed. The person in the video is obviously right-handed. And when you walk, you don't stoop like she does. It's also possible that she did that to prevent anyone from knowing her identity. Most important of all, your clothes don't ride above your belly button like it does on her. That's because your legs are long, unlike the person in the video who has a longer torso." S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt