Melody
Devina was smiling and Melody couldn’t believe that, in her hands, was a check for that amount of money.
“Take it,” she told her holding her hands out to her.
“No...I...”
“Don’t say no. No person should be forced into marriage,” her logic was impossible to dispute. But, still, she couldn’t accept that much from a stranger, no matter how much her heart screamed at her that she could trust her.
“You’re right. But I don’t know you. Neither do you know me,” she handed the check back to her and stepped back, “I think we should save lunch for later. I’m exhausted.”
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Timothy“Why the hell did you do that?” Timothy burst out when Devina showed him the check.“Because you’re an idiot and you’re mistreating someone who’s not guilty of anything,” she sat at the dining room table with a cup of tea and glared at him angrily, “don’t come looking for trouble with me Timothy, I’m not the monster here.”“You don’t know anything about what happened between Melody and me,” he replied furiously. “You’re just nosy.”“In addition to being a freeloader, a hypocrite, now nosy? Wow, the definitions of me in your short vocabulary are expanding. You must feel good taking your anger out on me and not yourself.”
MelodyMelody lay down for a while, her head was pounding, and she couldn’t bear to watch her parents suffer anymore because of the news she had given them about Equilay, and she understood that perfectly. She was one of those who had not believed the truth, even when she went to her sister’s house, she kept trying to believe that it could not be true. But the undeniable fact was that people betrayed, mistreated, stole, and made sure that others did not believe them capable of atrocities. Sure, he had his reasons, which, in his inner self, he felt were weighty enough to steal three million, but from there to throw the blame for his actions on someone else, that was unforgivable, even more than stealing.It said much more about him to blame someone else for his decisions than it did to have made them.
TimothyTimothy was on his way to Melody’s parents’ house; it was the only place he hadn’t looked for. He had called her countless times on her cell phone, wasting time dialing, knowing she wasn’t going to answer.She was tired of him and his attitude and he knew it.“Sir,” it was Clark, he was so wrapped up in his thoughts that he hadn’t realized they were already in front of Melody’s parents’ house.The detective had done the job right.She was there, she hasn’t been out all afternoon, not even to the porch.“Shall I wait for you or come back for you later?” he didn’t know what the answe
Chapter Twenty-oneMelody“Here’s your tea,” Melody’s mother handed the tea to Timothy and he sat down in the living room next to her.Between her parents, she was going to keep up the charade the best she could. In their eyes, the wedding was a fact, her affair with Timothy was true. She would never confess that Equilay blamed her, there was no need to. That would bring into question the reason she was getting married, and she didn’t want that. Not when she still didn’t know what Timothy wanted from her.What if he no longer wished to marry her? What if he felt only regret toward
TimothyThey arrived at Timothy’s penthouse, she didn’t utter a word, and this worried him.Her gray eyes were no longer tearing up.He hated himself and considered himself one of the drops that filled Melody’s cup of feelings. He had made her leave, got her to her parents’ house and suffer.They rode up the elevator in silence, she continued to not look at him.He made a couple of calls to set her up with a tour of as many clothing and shoe stores as she wanted, looking to distract her.
Chapter Twenty-threeMelodyA month later, Melody was walking straight to the limousine, driven by Clark, who, seeing her in the wedding dress, smiled happily.“May I tell you something?” he said as he opened the door.Devina and her sister, Chloe, followed behind picking up the tulle of the dress and veil. She felt like she was in a fairy tale, even though the reality of her heart was another, totally different.She was madly in love with Timothy.
TimothyTimothy saw her standing in the entrance and his heart began to try to escape from his chest and embrace her. She was simply beautiful in her wedding dress. She was without doubt the most beautiful woman he has ever seen and at that moment he was sure, that he chose the best person to be his wife.Even if it was all a sham.His parents had freaked out when they found out that she was pregnant by another man, for him, that was not relevant: even knowing that their union was nothing more than a means to an end, he did not feel uncomfortable because Melody was carrying another man’s child in her womb, the fruit of another relationship.
MelodyMelody had been in Lucy’s studio for three days when the door rang. Her heart leapt in her chest and she was forced to shake her hands and take a deep breath. She couldn’t lose her composure, she told herself as she walked toward the door. Could it be Timothy? Had he realized that she loved him? Had he finally realized that she left because she didn’t know if he loved her?She hasn’t heard from him in three days, not a call, not a text message, nothing to say that he was okay, that he moved on with his life. It hurt her soul to think that he continued as if nothing happened, because she was destroyed, desolate and most of all, she was alone.On several occasions s