The Day I Kissed An Older Man

Melody gazed at Cedric, who had just finished his bowl of lime sorbet and was delicately wiping the corners of his mouth. He nodded to his wife's observation. "Don't worry, Melody. Your grandma and I stand by you. We know that you're not that kind of person. We've seen this sort of thing a lot already."

Melody then turned to Beatrice, noticing not a single hint of blame in her expression-only genuine concern that brought tears to Melody's eyes. She felt incredibly fortunate to have encountered the old couple, but she felt a simultaneous pang of disappointment settling in.

The interactions with Lucas' grandparents felt remarkably different from her interaction with Lucas. They unconditionally chose to believe in her, yet Lucas could not even show her the courtesy to try and understand her situation.

A sigh escaped her lips.

Beatrice's dissatisfaction with Lucas grew evident, and she was clearly displeased with her grandson's inability to comprehend a woman's heart. When it came to such matters, trust was the key to ensuring they could go through such a situation.

Without a fundamental level of trust, proceeding any further would be downright impossible. They had both watched the video, and there was nothing out of line with it.

to become an actress. He supported her

then the foundation that formed the basis of their relationship would only erode over

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vulnerability, and she wondered why a good child had to face all those challenges in

as an actress, but as

Beatrice's words, and therein she sensed the stark contrast with

and support. However, Lucas did not. Melody wondered if Lucas had no trust in her whatsoever. 'Did he believe

upstairs to rest after finishing the lime sorbet. "Now that you're done with your sorbet, you should go to your room and take a nap. I'll have the nanny call you once dinner is

"Okay. I'll head up