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    “It’s a code lock. Thendlord changed it already.”


    “Alright,” Melvin said, satisfied.


    He nced at her, noticing something different. Jessica’s eyes lit up as she slid into the passenger seat.


    Melvin made some light conversation, his features as cool as ever. “You seem changedtely.”


    “Changed? You mean even more charming?” she teased, shing a yful grin.


    She was adorable, and she knew it.


    Melvin’s face stayed nk. “Not quite,” he said dryly.


    Her jaw dropped, caught off guard. This guy was impossible.


    “You used to hate cleaning,” Melvin said, his tone matter-of-fact. “Back when it was our group’s turn, you’d always rope Gerard and me into doing it.”


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    Jessica shifted in her seat, a bit sheepish. “Okay, fine, I made you guys clean. But I helped with your homework when you were stuck, didn’t I? And those artworks you were supposed to do? I took care of them for you!”


    Melvin’s eyes flicked to her, a trace of concern in them. “What I mean is, have things been tough for you these past few years?” he asked softly.


    To him, Jessica was a piece of his past—a ssmate he and Gerard had always looked out for.


    Jessica hesitated, biting her lip. “Well…”


    “What?” Melvin asked, his voice steady.


    She scratched her cheek, avoiding his gaze. “I didn’t clean that apartment,” she admitted. “I hired a cleaningdy after I packed.”


    Melvin nodded, unsurprised. “That exins it.”


    “Exins what?” Jessica pressed, leaning toward him.


    He didn’t answer, his cool expression shifting as he nced in the rearview mirror, his eyes sharpening.


    Jessica frowned, confused. “Why’d you go quiet?”


    “We’re being followed,” Melvin said, his voice low. He had taken a few turns, but the car behind them was still there.


    Jessica whipped around to look.


    Her heart sank when she saw it was apany car.


    She quickly texted her dad, asking, “Did you send someone to follow me?”


    Rnd replied, “Sharp eyes, huh?”


    Jessica’s fingers flew across her phone. “Want me to tell Mom about this?”


    Rnd shot back, “Her phone’s with me.”


    Jessica froze, staring at the screen. She nced at the car again, her stomach twisting. She wasn’t worried for herself, but she didn’t want Melvin caught in her father’s crosshairs. Her dad would dig into Melvin’s life until he knew every detail.


    Melvin’s sharp gaze caught her unease. “You know that car?” he asked.


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