The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

“I say I’ll always be by your side forever. If you don’t like him, you shouldn’t force yourself.”

Madelyn sat up, “I think I do like him, but it’s just taking me some time to get used to it. I… I don’t know. What about you? Do you like him?”

“It’s your choice. As long as you like him, I will accept him.” “I don’t even know if this is the right thing to do. What about you… did you like Father? How did you get together in the first place?”

In an instant, the figure by the bed didn’t answer and disappeared. The next morning, the first rays of light broke through.

These past few days had been calm, without a single ripple. However, the calmer it was, the harder it was for Madelyn to find peace of mind.

This weekend, Madelyn had hoped to sleep in, but the commotion of a servant knocking at her door disturbed her.

“Miss Jent, it’s time to wake up. Mr. Arnold is waiting for you downstairs.” “Alright,” Madelyn mumbled groggily, then quickly turned over and went back to sleep.

servant went downstairs. After waiting for more than ten minutes, and with no sign of Madelyn coming down, Ethan glanced at his wristwatch. In the hallway, photographers and designers

in her thirties, dressed professionally, approached. “Miss Jent still hasn’t

off

Ethan reached for the doorknob, but it was locked. He raised his hand and

the weekend

was just a little past seven. Madelyn really didn’t want to get up just

Sr.?!’ With that single

next moment, she was barefoot, stepping on the wooden floor as she rushed toward the door. Upon opening the

“A surprise.”

“Are you going to talk to me with the door closed?” Pausing for a moment, Madelyn slowly opened the door just a