Love at the Door

Melina didn’t know what Andrew was doing at all. She was just looking for a place to stay. She thought she wouldn’t have anything to do with Andrew from now on.

The rent in Cyntia was expensive. She even thought about asking if she could go to her campus early. In the end, she found an old shared apartment in Maple Court.

The apartment was around 330 square feet. It had one bedroom, one living room, and a common bathroom. The total rent was 1500 dollars, but she would only need to pay 500 dollars if she slept in the living room.

The rent could be paid monthly. It was the cheapest place Melina could find.

Most of her scholarship fund went to the school in the mountains, and she had spent a few hundred dollars taking care of Andrew. Now, she only had 700 dollars left.

Renting the apartment would leave her with 200 dollars. Melina bit the bullet and paid the rent.

Tomorrow was Monday, so she could work at the fish market. If she used the remaining 200 dollars sparingly, it would probably last until her next pay.

After moving out, she didn’t need to take care of Andrew anymore, so she had plenty of free time. After renting the apartment, Melina immediately returned to Dakread to prepare to move out.

The doorbell rang just as she was done packing her luggage. Andrew was probably still asleep at this hour. After some thought, Melina decided to open the door.

A lady in a white fishtail dress stood at the entrance. Her silky hair went down to her waist, and her eyes were bright and pretty. The pair of stilettos she wore made her look gentle and elegant.

The lady smiled at Melina, “You must be Melina. I’m Linda Felix, Andrew’s friend.”

Melina immediately remembered hearing her name. During the first time she came here, the people in the gathering mentioned Linda’s name multiple times. She seemed to be a lady who matched Andrew very

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Melina said politely, “Nice to meet you.”

Linda nodded and walked into the house. Then, she sat on the couch and ordered, “Serve me some coffee.”

Melina was just about to look for the coffee beans when Linda said, “Forget it. You’re new, so you don’t know where things are. I’ll do it myself.”

Then, Linda skillfully found a jar of coffee beans and started brewing coffee. Melina really wanted to grab her stuff and leave, but leaving when a guest was over was impolite.

She had no choice but to stand aside and watch. She didn’t know anything about brewing coffee, but she thought Linda’s fluid movements looked pretty.

After the coffee was done, Linda said to Melina like she was the hostess instead, “Give it a taste. I’m quite picky with my coffee, so Andrew had always kept some Blue Mountain coffee beans around for me.”

Linda kept emphasizing how important she was to Andrew, but Melina didn’t care at all. Melina took a sip and said cooperatively, “It’s good.”

Linda sized Melina up. Melina didn’t look like she knew how to enjoy coffee at all. She just looked like an uncultured country bumpkin.

Suddenly, she thought she shouldn’t have rushed back for a maid like Melina. Melina didn’t look like she could threaten Linda’s position at all.

Linda placed her cup down and sighed. “This must be your first time drinking Blue Mountain coffee. After all, everyone is born with a different status.

“Some people are just never meant to experience something like this. They’re fated to be nothing but country bumpkins, unable to experience anything extravagant.”

Melina came from the mountains, so she didn’t know how to differentiate good coffee from bad coffee. To her, coffee was just a means to quench her thirst. She only drank coffee with Linda to be polite, but Linda seemed rude.

It was like she was some higher being gracing Melina with a cup of coffee. Then, she proceeded some nonsense about fate and status. Melina disliked her.

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Linda continued in a gentle tone, “I’ve been Andrew’s friend for seven years, and I’ve basically become his housemate.

“Andrew is meant for great things. Not anyone can stand by his side. What do you say, Ms. Crawford?”

The implications in Linda’s words annoyed Melina. She didn’t even care about Andrew now, so why should she care about Linda?