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.

got back from an outing? And why isn’t he with Jadie? What’s he

of marriage, Zach’s intentions were as elusive to

in his eyes. His breath hitched, revealing a hint of disarray. She knew Zach was not one for infidelity–not until Jadie

bracing it against the wall, blocking her path. A ripple of panic coursed through her, her heart

is there something else you

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

“Madelyn, have I

gaze lowered, afraid to meet his eyes. She knew if she did, he would instantly spot her vulnerability, deducing her every thought

like you’ve been avoiding me.

leaned in closer, this proximity revealing the contours of her

the sight of her waist hollow revealed by the curve

for an eighteen–year–old, her figure and body is extraordinarily well- developed. I wonder how many men will fall