Guilty

"What are you doing here?" Melanie asked warily as her fingers instinctively curled around the brush in her hand, prepared to use it as a weapon as she watched Spencer step into her room and turn the lock with an ominous click.

There was something about the way he moved, slow and deliberate, that made her uneasy. And the fact that Adam had reminded her yesterday of him attempting to stop the wedding...

"I need to talk to you," Spencer said directly as he took another step forward, closing the distance between them.

Melanie hesitated, her heart pounding in her chest. 

Steeling herself, she straightened her shoulders and lifted her chin. "We have nothing to talk about, Spencer. Please leave."

Spencer shook his head as he continued to come closer to her. "Not until I've said what I need to say."