The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

Chapter 11

Retreating to her room, Madelyn stripped off her soiled clothes and stood in front of her wardrobe, contemplating her attire. Through the thin wall dividing her from the outside world, Zach’s voice carried in.

“I’ve got urgent business at the company this time. If I can wrap it up early, I’ll rush back to you!” he said.

Understandingly, Jadie replied, “I’m fine, Zach. Go do what you have to. I’ll be here waiting for you.”

“Alright. If you get tired, you can sleep in my room. I just changed the sheets and blankets.”

“Alright, I’ll remember that.”

when the door to her room suddenly swung open. Startled, Madelyn’s hand froze mid-air, holding her dress, her face flushed a fiery red. Her hands fumbled, clutching

to each other; there was no part of her that Zach had not seen. But for some inexplicable reason, in that very moment, Madelyn’s heart fluttered in disarray. It was as if she was meeting Zach for the first time, her

skirt,

and gravelly. “Here’s a shopping card, a gift from our business

“Thanks, bro.”

primal urge, animalistic and restless, stirred within him. After a few seconds, he finally stepped away, gathered his meeting documents, and got into his car. As he turned the ignition, his hands tightening around the steering wheel, the brief vision of Madelyn’s tantalizing waist flashed across his mind and then disappeared as quickly as it

were

suppressed the turmoil within him, pressed the accelerator,

worlds colliding with no common language. Even though

the face of the lingering awkwardness, Madelyn found her

tidying up Zach’s room, clearing out things he

nodded. “Okay, you carry on. I’ll head downstairs for a drink.” With that, she started her descent, the soft thud of her slippers on the staircase marked her retreat. As she was about to step onto the third stair, Jadie’s voice, as light as