Thirty

Melody's POV:

I was still frozen at my spot even though I can hear the clicking of heels coming closer. Before the person could've found me standing there and probably throw me out of the building, I opened the nearest door and went inside. Those were my first instincts.

I closed the door behind me hearing the footsteps retreat. I took a sigh of relief but held it back in when I noticed where I was.

Right in front of me was a puzzled looking Asher.

I mean, I was kind of relieved that I made it to him without dying but as the situation sank in I realized that I hadn't been more nervous than this.

Judging from the look on his face he looked pretty surprised to see me too.

"Melody? What are you doing here?" He asked with furrowed eyebrows.

He probably must have thought that I wouldn't come, right? After all he asked me to come at evening not...night. But it wasn't my fault. If only I hadn't been stuck with that makeup artist.

I fidgets with my hand on the door knob not sure what to say.