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.

the perpetrator was wearing the

thinks you're innocent, they're in no position to stand up

hurts," Melody lamented. 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

said, "I knew it was

had happened, there was at least someone who would

then continued, "We've known each other for long enough that I've gotten used to your figure and minor little movements." "What?" Melody blurted in surprise. She did not expect Lucas to pay that much attention to detail. Her cheeks were starting

from knowing her identity. Most important of all, your clothes don't ride above your belly button like it does on her. That's