Yet, Melissa moved on, unaffected.
Thomas attempted to offer sce. “These things take time. Perhaps what''s needed is a period of adjustment.” Weldon, frustration evident, gestured towards the exit. “Three years have passed, and yet she remains unchanged! Her perspective is as limited as her mother’s. What harm is there in being a mistress?
Why stir up drama, using me of deceit —" Thomas cut him off, “But the deceit was real” Left without a response, Weldon fell silent.
Melissa stepped into the night alone, her spirits lower than before.
Marcus, now appearing moreposed, was still in the lobby.
‘s Upon noticing Melissa, he stood and offered, “Let me give you a lift” Melissa gently refused, “Apany car is waiting for me out there.” Under the glow of the streetlights, Marcus’ features were striking.
“I''ve asked your driver to depart earlier” “Marcus... you..." With a soft smile, Marcus ced his coat over her shoulders, suggesting, “Think of it as a walk for digestion. Besides, the Japanese cuisine tonight was disappointing.” Perhaps in need ofpanionship, Melissa found herself epting his offer.
The club was situated near a river, the night view Lending a serene backdrop to their silent promenade. Marcus, a cigarette between his lips, nced at her to gauge if she minded.
Melissa offered a slight smile in response.
Marcus lit his cigarette, the smoke curling into the night air.
Leaning against the railing, he broached the subject of n''s son.
“What are your thoughts on him?”
Melissa adjusted the coat draped around her, the fabric carrying the distinct aroma of tobo as well as Marcus’ cologne. As her cheek grazed the cor, a subtle expression of longing emerged...
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Marcus regarded her in silence, taking in her delicate features, the fairness of her skin, and the grace of her neck.
He softly uttered her name, “Melissa.” Melissa gave a gentle “Hmm” in response, turning towards him to inquire, “Why did youe here today?” Marcus chose not to answer directly.