Lyrical woke up the following morning alone on the bed. Melody was nowhere around. Afraid, that Melody might've had that terrible dream again and must be gasping for breath sitting alone in a corner somewhere, Lyrical got up and got down from the bed. She went to the bathroom, but it was empty, she picked up her phone to call her boss, but notice a figure on the balcony, so she went to look over there.
Stepping outside on the balcony, she slowly moved towards Melody as she was lost in her thoughts. Lyrical placed her hand on her shoulder, carefully, not to startle her.
"Everybody despises me," Melody spoke in an almost inaudible voice. "And I don't know why?" Melody was calm, but her voice was cold. "You've stopped caring about what others think, right?" Lyrical hugged her sideways. "But it still hurts, isn't it?" she asked her boss.
