Chapter 17: She is not your Competition

"Upstairs in her room," Mable replied unaware, Alex had come for Dede.

Melissa stormed out of the living room heading upstairs. Mable, knowing Melissa would not know which room was for Dede, followed her upstairs.

"That is her room," Mable whispered upon arrival pointing to Dede's door after she turned and walked away.

Melissa without knocking, pushed the door open. She entered the room and frowned. The bed was neatly laid. There was a cup and plate on the table to her left and everything in the room was off. A clear indication there was no one in the room. She strode in, leaving the door open. She walked towards the bathroom door and opened it. It was empty. She closed the door and scanned the bedroom. Her eyes fell on the dressing table. There was a body lotion, a comb and hair pomade. Melissa walked towards the table and examined the lotion and pomade. After looking at them, she emptied the lotion into the pomade and tossed the empty lotion container to the side. Satisfied with