Amaya's POV:
I was completely stressed, so Melissa telling about how her grandmother's bills were piling up wasn't helping. Marcus had made it clear that he didn't want to meet up with me as long as I didn't have anything of value.
What made the whole matter worse was that I indeed didn't have anything of value and even if I did, I wouldn't want to give it up because he was the antagonist here.
“Melissa, can we talk later?” I asked her with a sigh.
She seemed to hesitate a bit before a look of sadness that made me feel guilty for a split second clouded her features.
“Okay then,” the fake smile she put on that wavered a bit made me cringe in more guilt than before.
Even though she had gossiped about me, it was clear that she still wanted the sister figure that I was and needed someone
