Chapter 39- so much like her

Mechelle's POV

In the room, I threw myself onto the wide, soft bed. I thought I would be in pain, but instead, I felt a sense of relief. I don't even have the right to stand by his side, so how could I possibly love him? Now, someone else has appeared who can love Louis Duncan for me. A bitter smile tugged at my lips. I rolled over, propped my chin with one hand, and gazed at the fragmented sunlight outside the window.

"Knock, knock, knock..." A sudden, urgent knocking on the door startled me. I raised my voice and asked, "Who is it?"

"It's me!" The man's voice outside the door was soft, yet low and slightly hoarse.

For a moment, I was silent, only hearing those two words—It's me! It's him, Louis Duncan. I didn't know how to face him, but the person outside persisted, continuing to knock on the door.

Reluctantly, I had no choice but to open the door, forcing a smile. "Come in!"