~MELISSA~"Can we go?" Adele pulled at Dylan but he held her still with a calm smile."Come on. We have to say hello," Dylan said before turning back to Desmond. "Who is this beautiful young maiden?"Where did he think he was? - the middle-age? But I maintained my calmness."That is his new wife, Dylan," Adele answered quickly, eyeing me."Oh, that's her?" "Why not let me do the introduction, Adele?" Desmond asked before stretching his hand to me. "This is Melissa, my wife.""And that's exactly what I said isn't it?" Adele asked with a cocked brow."Adele," Dylan warned, shaking his head and squeezing her wrist softly."Melissa, this is Mr Dylan Harrison - Isab– my late wife's father.""It's so nice to meet you Mr Dylan," I reached for his outstretched hand and shook as politely as I could. His hand was soft yet his grip tight."You're such a sweet sounding lady. It's almost like I knew you before," His eyes dug into my face and I chuckled nervously."I get that a lot," I managed a
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