After a long while, he finally replied to me.
“No, someone doesn’t welcome me.”
I turned to look behind me and saw Yale. He seemed to have just returned and there was someone else in the car.
That woman was also staring at me.
I suddenly realized that this woman had very similar features to mine.
Before I could take a closer look, Yale had already gotten out of the car and said to the person inside, “You can go first; I’m not coming over tonight.”
The car window closed and the woman obediently drove away.
Yale had the same carefree smile on his face as always. “Wow, when did you and Miles become so close?”
Noah appeared out of nowhere. He glanced at me and, without waiting for a response, said to himself, “It’s raining outside; let’s talk inside.”
Megan was also standing at the door, dressed in soft and comfortable loungewear, which seemed to be my clothes.
Noah explained, “Megan had a high fever. When I was taking her home, I found out that her house had been broken into, so it’s not safe. She’ll stay here until we find her a new place.”
Megan linked her arm with mine, looking very intimate.
Noah’s gaze was cold and filled with pressure, making me uncomfortable whenever it fell on me. I asked, “Where does she live?”
Noah replied, “In your room. The guest rooms are on the shady side and a bit cold. Since Megan isn’t feeling well, it’s not suitable for her to stay over there.”
I felt like something was stuck in my throat, making it hard to swallow and it brought tears to my eyes."What about me?"
"You'll stay in the guest room."
I wanted to ask why, but before I could speak, Noah seemed already impatient. "You threw a tantrum last night and locked Megan in the bathroom for the whole night. Now you show no shame, neither apologizing nor making amends. Gyna, it’s already very kind of me not to kick you out."
I understood every single word, but when put together, I found it hard to comprehend. "I didn’t do any of that!"
Noah stared at me calmly. “Can your words be trusted?”
Those few words made my rebuttal feel powerless.
Just like the love letter from before, the situation with Megan felt the same.
After holding back my tears all day, I could no longer contain them.
I lowered my head, pulled my hand away from Megan’s and lifted my foot to go upstairs.
As I separated from Megan, a box fell to the floor with a clatter.
Megan picked it up. “Gyna, you dropped this.”