C48 CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT

Melina awakens the following morning as the side of her bed deepens. She rubs her eyes open, wondering who sat on her bed.

“Good morning,” Franky says, with a breakfast tray in her hand

“Franky!” Melina exclaims, sitting up on the bed. “What are you doing here?”

“I brought you breakfast,” Franky says, placing the tray in front of Melina.

“Why?” Melina asks, confused