The air around Jeremy was frigid.
Melody stood stiffly in the living room, not daring to move a single muscle. She pursed her lips and even made her breathing shallower.
Everything about her was tense. It was as if she were a child who had done something wrong and was now waiting for her punishment.
As for Jeremy, he had promptly hung up the phone after speaking, then stood up to leave.
When he walked past Melody, he didn't stop or even spare her a glance, only leaving a soft breeze in his wake.
The front door opened, then closed again. Only the light in the entryway was still on, attempting to bring some brightness into the dimly lit living room.
Melody was left standing alone in the middle of the living room. She knew that Jeremy had likely returned to the hospital.
It wasn't the first time something like this had happened. They lived together, and as careful as Melody tried to be, there were still times when she accidentally touched his things.
There was once when Melody was cleaning the house and accidentally touched the glass that Jeremy regularly used. He then had someone replace everything in the house with new ones. Melody's belongings were also disinfected thoroughly.
Jeremy didn't return to the apartment for a whole month after that incident.
At the time, Melody was still clueless as to why. It was not until she was at the hospital that she overheard a colleague teasing Jeremy for being so dedicated to his work that he had not gone home for the past few days.
Jeremy answered nonchalantly, "Someone touched my stuff and got them dirty."
That was when Melody finally realized that Jeremy had such disdain for her.
Since then, she developed the habit of being extra cautious lest she touched anything of his again.
The rain continued for quite a long while.
Melody had assisted in a surgery earlier that day and was feeling quite tired. She didn't even have dinner and went straight to bed after washing up.
When she woke up the next morning, the place was the same as the night before. Everything was still quiet.
Jeremy clearly had not returned after leaving.
While washing up, Melody stared at herself in the mirror. Simon's words from the day before rang in her head.
Her hearing impairment wasn't a birth defect.
The Wardolfs were actually quite good to her. Andrew Wardolf, her adopted father, bought her the hearing aids she was currently using. They were a gift to celebrate her acceptance into Jembina School of Medicine.
The Wardolfs were great benefactors to her. She would never dare to ask for anything more.
After Melody got to the hospital and completed the shift change, she went to her patients' rooms to measure their blood pressure. On her way back to the nurse's station, she saw that the doctors were preparing to start their rounds.
It was a Monday, so rounds started a little later than usual.
Melody immediately caught sight of Jeremy standing amongst the crowd. He was wearing his white coat, and his eyes were lowered as he listened to the person beside him speak.
In this department, the experienced doctors weren't as young as him, and those younger than him weren't as capable. Thus, despite standing in a crowd, anyone would still notice him at first glance.
After what happened the night before, Melody felt a little nervous to see Jeremy.
The group of doctors stood in front of the nurse's station, blocking her way forward. So she lowered her head and stayed quiet, planning to wait for the doctors to leave before returning to her station.
That was when the head nurse saw her and called out, "Melody, are you done taking the patients' blood pressure?"
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