The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

Chapter 30

Moonlight pierced through the window, its cold brilliance illuminating the room. Madelyn, clad in her nightgown, descended the stairs into the living room. Rarely prone to wake during the night, she had awakened thirsty only to find her water pitcher empty. As she made her way downstairs, sleep still fogging her vision, she turned and gasped at the unexpected sight of a dark silhouette on the couch.

“Ahh!”

Her drowsiness evaporated instantaneously, as the figure rose from the couch, switching on the wall light. The sudden brightness made her squint, and it took a moment for her to make out the man before her.

“Bro, what are you doing here? You didn’t go home?”

The room was steeped in a faint aroma of alcohol, a scent unmistakably emanating from Zach.

back from an outing? And why isn’t he

eight years of marriage, Zach’s intentions

was a casual, unassuming look, she could not help but notice the strange glint in his eyes. His breath hitched, revealing a hint of disarray.

But he suddenly stretched out a hand, bracing it against the wall, blocking her path. A ripple of panic coursed through her, her heart pounding in

is there something

beat faster than the last. His piercing gaze, sharp enough to cut through even the thickest armor,

her ear. “Madelyn, have I done

behind her, kept her gaze lowered, afraid to meet his eyes. She knew if she did, he would

you’ve been avoiding me. Is it because

proximity revealing the contours of her body beneath the

He clearly remembered the sight of her waist hollow revealed by the curve of

extraordinarily well- developed. I wonder how many men