017. Farewell?

Donald's POV

That night, I did not visit Melissa in her room. I was too downpour to have a dialogue with anyone. Even Stacy had disappeared without a trace. So, I spent the night consuming myself with the dismay that the trial earned me.

The next morning, I left for school alone, not after I killed the Secretary who always drives me. Mostly, I don't go to school driving myself, and as for Stacy? I couldn't be driven by a girl.

My principles were intact and I followed them strictly.

I was surprised to see Melissa outside the Mansion alone. She was under the Marquee, leisurely sitting and flipping the page of the novel from yesterday when I arrived late in the evening.

She seem to have gained her strengths now and could tour around the Mansion. I wanted to sneak into the Mansion as she was the last person I want to see. Seemingly, seeing her around was causing me chronic pain and aching regret. She was the cause of all that happened. Her encounter with me had brought to me nothing but