Retreating to her room, Madelyn stripped off her soiled clothes and stood in front of her wardrobe, contemplating her attire. Through the thin wall dividing her from the outside world, Zach’s voice carried in.

“I’ve got urgent business at the company this time. If I can wrap it up early, I’ll rush back to you!” he said.

Understandingly, Jadie replied, “I’m fine, Zach. Go do what you have to. I’ll be here waiting for you.”

“Alright. If you get tired, you can sleep in my room. I just changed the sheets and blankets.”

“Alright, I’ll remember that.”

a fiery red. Her hands fumbled, clutching her clothes tightly around her. Zach, standing by the door, glanced at her bare silhouette. His hand, resting on the door handle, tensed, and his gaze quickly averted.

not seen. But for some inexplicable reason, in that very moment, Madelyn’s heart fluttered in disarray. It was as if she was meeting Zach for the first time, her composure slipping away. She was left wondering if he had caught a glimpse of

turn around, she hastily slipped into her skirt,

pulled out a card and placed it on the table near her. His lips parted slightly, voice low and gravelly. “Here’s a shopping card, a gift from our business partners. If you need clothes, jewelry or anything at all, you can use it. You and

“Thanks, bro.”

documents, and got into his car. As

were

suppressed the turmoil within him, pressed the accelerator,

no common language. Even though she carried a guilt over Jadie’s demise in their past life, making friends was a bridge too

lingering awkwardness, Madelyn found

soft, fleeting smile, quickly saying, “I’m tidying up Zach’s room, clearing out things he

the staircase marked her retreat. As she was about to step onto the third

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