The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

Chapter 30

Moonlight pierced through the window, its cold brilliance illuminating the room. Madelyn, clad in her nightgown, descended the stairs into the living room. Rarely prone to wake during the night, she had awakened thirsty only to find her water pitcher empty. As she made her way downstairs, sleep still fogging her vision, she turned and gasped at the unexpected sight of a dark silhouette on the couch.

“Ahh!”

Her drowsiness evaporated instantaneously, as the figure rose from the couch, switching on the wall light. The sudden brightness made her squint, and it took a moment for her to make out the man before her.

“Bro, what are you doing here? You didn’t go home?”

The room was steeped in a faint aroma of alcohol, a scent unmistakably emanating from Zach.

why isn’t he with Jadie? What’s he doing in the

intentions were as elusive

their distance shrinking. She was backed against the wall, escape impossible. As he approached, his gaze swept over her. Though it was a casual, unassuming look, she could not help but notice the strange glint in his eyes. His breath hitched, revealing a hint of disarray. She knew Zach was not one for infidelity–not until Jadie was

to escape. But he suddenly stretched out a hand, bracing it against the wall, blocking her path. A ripple of

something else you

through even the thickest armor, was daunting. His powerful aura, coupled with

Zach brushed her hair behind her ear. “Madelyn, have I done something to upset

the wall behind her, kept her gaze lowered, afraid to meet his eyes. She knew if she did, he would instantly spot her vulnerability, deducing her

it feels like you’ve been avoiding me. Is it because

proximity revealing the contours of her body beneath the

her waist hollow revealed by the curve of

figure and body is extraordinarily well- developed. I wonder how many men