105. HUSH MELODY!

MELODY’S POV Dinner. Dinner was cold. Not the food but the way my thoughts kept circling the same moment until my head hurt. I sat at the dining table with my shoulders stiff wondering what the hell had just happened upstairs. Across from me, Jensen didn’t look my way even once. She focused on her plate, answering her mother with laughter, slipping back into normal as if nothing had shifted irreversibly. And I was still unravelling. She kissed me. The realisation hit again. She had kissed me, then turned and walked downstairs, leaving me frozen in her bedroom with my heart racing and my thoughts in ruins. Ten years. Ten years of convincing myself she was straight, of forcing my feelings into silence because there was no space for them. Or was she bi? Or had I been wrong about everything? Nothing made sense anymore. “Mel? Mel?” My name cut through the noise in my head. I blinked and lifted my gaze, finally registering my surroundings. “Huh?” My voice sounded distant, even t