Melody replied to the text she’d just received as she stepped into the hotel elevator, letting James know she was on her way down. She still wasn’t exactly certain what she was doing up this early. The only thing she could think of was that it was because James wanted her to be.
Since when in the last four years did I ever cater to others’ wants or needs? she asked herself.
Her whole life she’d bent and twisted to suit others, but stardom had brought out a selfish side of her personality that she didn’t know for certain she liked. Everything was accomplished on her time according to her needs and wants and to her standards.
Now, suddenly some man she’d taken a shine to wanted her to go to church at ten AM on the morning after the exhaustive wedding, meeting with the detectives about som
