The Day I Kissed An Older Man

After finally returning home, Melody spent most of her time accompanying Beatrice. Beatrice was the first person in her life to treat her so well, and Melody wanted to do everything she could for her. After dinner, Melody escorted Beatrice back to her room and retired to her own. It had been a while since she was in this room, and it felt somewhat unfamiliar. This was not her room, after all. She did not belong here, and this place did not belong to her.

Melody stood at the doorway, silent for a moment.

After taking a shower and changing into her clothes, she lay down on the bed. Despite not having slept well the night before, Melody felt exhausted, yet she could not seem to fall asleep no matter how hard she tried. Tossing and turning in bed for a while, she still could not find rest, and the sound of a car outside indicated that Lucas had returned.

As Melody was about to get up, she remembered what Stella had said to her earlier in the day. A surge of anger ignited within her, and gritting her teeth, she lay back down on the bed, closing her eyes. When Lucas entered the room, he saw Melody lying on the bed, unmoving. It seemed she had fallen asleep.

shower and returning to the room, Lucas lay down on the bed as well, moving carefully to avoid disturbing Melody, who he believed was already asleep. However, as soon as he settled down, he heard irregular and uneasy breathing beside him. It was clear she was not asleep; she was

somewhat displeased. What was the meaning of this? She clearly was not

nestled by her side. Sensing Lucas' proximity, Melody felt uneasy. Resisting his closeness, she shifted away. Her resistance intensified, causing Lucas to feel even more uncomfortable. His expression darkened

shift away, maintaining distance between them. The tug-of-war persisted until

exclaimed in pain. "What

teased, "I didn't do anything. Just didn't know you could move so quickly