Chapter 16

The next morning, rays of sunlight poured through the gaps between the curtains and into the bedroom. Melanie slowly opened her eyes to see Tristan's silhouette as he stood by the bed. At the moment, he was fastening his buttons with his fingers. When Melanie's gaze landed on Tristan, she was reminded of something, which prompted her to sit upright. "I bought you some clothes." Tristan turned around to look at her in confusion. Melanie opened the closet before digging out a black shirt. Then, she passed it to Tristan. "Can you wear this? He… used to love wearing black shirts." Although Melanie didn't point out who "he" was, both of them knew that "he" referred to Leon. Tristan accepted the shirt, though his hand froze momentarily in mid-air. Mixed feelings flickered in his eyes. Guilt quickly crept up on Melanie. She said in a low tone, "I'm sorry. It's fine if you don't want to do that. Did Wendy fail to explain everything to you clearly? The truth is, I sought you out becaus