The Day I Kissed An Older Man

Melody's eyes were filled with bewilderment and innocence. Tears also welled up in her eyes as if they were about to spill over any second. "Of course not! How could I ever suspect you?"

Melody smiled bitterly. "Really? Do you truly believe me? Or are you just saying that to comfort me? I don't want to hear lies. I want you to tell me the first thought that came into your mind when you heard what happened. Sherman, do you really think I'm a bad person?"

Sherman did not know what Lucas had said to Melody, but her demeanor was clearly off, like some sort of stress response.

"I've never thought you were a bad person. On the contrary, you're the kindest person I know. Heck, you're even reluctant to take revenge when the others have wronged you. The Melody I know is always so positive and uplifting. Tell me, why do you doubt my trust in you? Did someone say something to you?"

Melody's eyes remained wide open as if she could not believe Sherman's words.

"Really? I'm not as perfect as you say. I feel jealousy, I feel injustice, and sometimes I wonder why it couldn't have been me who got hurt. That way, I wouldn't be suspected..." Melody curled up in the passenger seat, her legs not even feeling the pain anymore.

He had known her since their school days, and

of Wendy's instigation. Upon learning about it, Melody would

on. I'm pretty sure they won't say such things

but sometimes her friends

did not believe her would never believe her, while her friends who did believe her would ge angry on her

loyal friends around her. She did not ask for much; she just hoped that when such things happened, there would be someone standing by her side. 'She had done well in college, so how could such a confident person become someone who doubts her own goodness now? Who caused

a vague answer in his heart. 'If Lucas isn't treating

day's

car door for Melody. He was worried about her