Chapter 315: I Don’t
"You don’t like me much, do you?" Melody asked, her voice breaking the long silence that had stretched between them as they drove.
Melanie turned her head slightly, giving her a measured look before returning her eyes to the road. "I don’t know you well enough to completely dislike you," she said, her tone even. "But I can’t say I like you either."
Melody raised an eyebrow. "You’re quite direct."
"You are too," Melanie replied, without missing a beat.
That made Melody smile. She leaned back a little, her fingers drumming lightly against her thigh as she studied the woman beside her. Her older sister. There was something guarded in Melanie’s posture, something unreadable that only made Melody more curious.
After a beat, Melody said, almost casually, "You know, I like Adam."
She watched Melanie out of the corner of her eye, waiting for a reaction—a sharp glance, a shift in her seat, maybe even a sigh. But there was none of that. Melanie stayed composed, her gaze fixed on the road ahead as she gave a small, almost indifferent nod.
"Hmm. I’ve noticed," she said simply.
Melody’s smile faltered just a little. She had expected resistance, maybe a cold stare, a warning, some trace of defensiveness. But instead, there was this-calm acknowledgment. No judgment. No challenge. No hint of insecurity or territorial jealousy. It unsettled her more than any sharp retort or bitter remark ever could have. Melanie hadn’t tried to protect her position or draw a line in the sand. She hadn’t even bothered to look surprisedor worried.
And that—that—threw Melody off far more than any warning Melanie might have given her to stay away from Adam. But there was nothing. Nothing except that calm nod and her eyes fixed forward, like she could not even be bothered about this.