However, she stopped in her tracks.
Melody Monroe's mind was feverish, a tangled mess leaving her unable to think.
She didn't dare stay at Evan Fairchild's place any longer, so she went back to her rented apartment alone.
The sky had grown dim. She turned on only a small lamp by the sofa, then curled up in a corner of it, hugging her knees with her face buried against them.
'Melody, stop being a fool. You can't let yourself have any illusions. You just can't.'
'Maybe Evan Fairchild was just caught up in the moment. But you can't be! You absolutely can't let yourself get any ideas.'
...
Evan Fairchild had been in a foul mood ever since Melody Monroe left.
After several hours of tutoring, Ian Monroe noticed his mom was gone. But Auntie Claire Walsh was still there. 'Didn't she go out with Mom?'
'It must be Mr. Fairchild again! It has to be because of him that Mom left.'
