Leaning against Murray's chest, Melissa felt a familiar feeling of ease.
The unhappiness of being provoked by Sarah and Claire vanished.
Murray carried Melissa to the bathroom door and put her down gently as if she were a fragile porcelain doll.
"Take a shower," Murray said with a rare tenderness in his eyes.
"Thank you." Melissa was in a trance. She took the clean clothes Murray handed over and went into the bathroom.
The vapour filled the bathroom. Melissa stood under the shower and raised her head. The water washed every inch of her skin.
She felt warm and comfortable.
After a long time, Melissa turned off the shower and opened her eyes.
After changing into dry clothes, Melissa felt no more depressed and much more comfortable.
Melissa yawned and walked out of the bathroom. She
