Fit For Your Love

Tears dripping down from Melody's eyes, cold and unstoppable, wiping down the bitter smile on her face.

"I found out why but I couldn't do that." She murmured to herself.

I really couldn't.

She had no jobs, no hobbies and she just concentrated on one person every single day.

All she was thinking was about that man.

She washed her hands to make soup for that man, cared about what he ate, dressed, and used in his daily life.

She knew his likes well.

She paid thorough attention to him.

It seemed that there was only one person in her life.

There was nothing else.

She asked herself countless times if she could do so.

Then, she answered herself countless times that she couldn't do it.

But why did she do it herself?

Was there nothing else in a person's life other than love?

Was it wrong for her to be herself?

She was not wrong, and neither was Everett.

When they were together, he never asked her to do anything. In fact, he never restricted her or forced her.

She could do whatever she liked.

She was spoiled by him.

She almost forgot that just because she couldn't do it didn't mean others couldn't.

That year, Olivia warmed Everett with her heart. She gradually walked into Everett's heart through every moment of their time together.

Olivia became the cinnabar mole in Everett's heart.

But Melody never managed to do so.

Tears kept falling. Melody covered her face and couldn't help crying.

"He's been indulging me, and I've forgotten that he needs warmth too."

"And I never gave him warmth. It was Olivia who gave it to him."

"I always felt that Olivia wasn't good enough for him. They couldn't be together."

"And it was impossible for Everett to fall in love with her."

"But I was wrong."

"He didn't want a woman with a brilliant family background or educational background. What he wanted was someone who could love him wholeheartedly and give him warmth." "As long as the person loves him, she can match him."

"I didn't know it until now..."

Melody cried in sorrow. Joan had never seen Melody cry so sadly.

Joan hugged Melody and her eyes were moist.

"Maybe you should give up."

Since he didn't love her, there was no need to maintain the relationship.

After all, a forced relationship could never be a happy one.

Melody froze.

"Giving up..."

She looked up at Joan. "Did you mean let it go?"

Joan looked at the face, which was beautifully made up, but full of tears.

"Melody, you need happiness, not pain. If this relationship makes you painful, then you must move on!"

Melody smiled.

She lowered her head and forced a smile. "Happiness..."

"You're right. I want happiness, not pain." She continued.

She raised her head and looked out the window. All the regret and despair in her eyes disappeared, replaced by hope.

"I'll start over. I'll let him know that I forget him."

The morning light came out of the clouds and shone brightly across the town.

The sky was blue and the white clouds were floating. A gust of wind blew through and rippled the clear lake.

In front of the bed, Coco held a Barbie doll in her arms and stood in front of the bed, looking at the person lying on the bed.

Her eyes were big and dark, like two black gemstones.

However, at this moment, this pair of eyes were filled with distress.

"Daddy, will mommy wake up if I stay here?"

Coco turned and looked at the man standing beside her.

She got up early in the morning, dressed herself, brushed her teeth, and washed her face.This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

Then she ran downstairs but didn't see her daddy and mommy.

Daddy and mommy were usually downstairs early in the morning.

She called. Daddy and mommy's door opened. Daddy told her to go upstairs.

She ran up quickly and was very happy.

But her father told her that mommy was still asleep. As long as she went to see her mommy, mommy would wake up.

So Coco stood by the bed.

However, after she stayed there for a long time, mommy didn't wake up, leaving the bright sunshine outside.