Melissa.
“Come on, Melissa, there’s no need to act all tough now. It’s just the two of us here.”
Amelia’s voice came out soft, almost playful, as she pouted her lips like an innocent doll.
The expression would have fooled anyone else as it always did but not me.
Not even for the slightest bit.
I stared at her, my patience already worn thin, my body still tense from everything that had happened earlier.
“What exactly do you want, Amelia?” I muttered, my tone flat, unimpressed. “I’m not in for your drama right now.”
She tilted her head slightly, studying me like I was something amusing, something entertaining.
“Well,” she began slowly, her lips curling into a faint smile, “five years ago… did you like the accusation you received for my sake?”
The question hit like a slap.
My eyes
