Chapter 42: One-Sided Yearn

Melissa's POV Remorse limped back to my core as I saw Stacy putting so much effort into preparing the bathtub after she denied it. She took her time lighting the candles. My presence did not startle her as I thought she would. Heartwarming fragrance brace the air... Red petals flood the tub and sliced citrus compliment them. The water was slightly soapy, calling me to immerse my body in them quickly.  Nonetheless, I sat by the edge of the bed. "I'm sorry about that day, Stacy. It came so shocking after the realization was dumped on me. I heard Donald instructing his men but I did not know they were aiming for me. Everything became vivid all at once and I become disgusted staying here." I explained.  "I hope you'd understand and never put my action to heart. I started getting accustomed to you. I can't just jeopardize it. Please, forgive me." I pouted all at once. Instead, she focused more on it. Once she was done, she shook her head as if she had accepted. But her resilience, I couldn'