Melanie’s POV
I went about my usual routine when I got to the house. Took a shower and went downstairs to have dinner with, Alice.
Alice, with her mother-hen nature, didn't fail to notice that something was off about me. I quickly learned that there was no hiding your feelings from her, at least I was sure of mine.
She was just so attentive to details. It was the kind of trait that couldn’t be taught, but was a part of a person and, Alice was certainly one of those people that got the trait.
“You know I’m only going to keep asking you what’s wrong, right?” Alice said.
“Why can’t you just take my word for it and leave it at that?” I asked.
“Because you’re acting a bit jittery. Like you’re about to jump off your skin,” she said. “Why? Are you scared of something or someone?”
I shook
