THIRD PERSON’S POV“We can’t move that tree at the entrance, let’s head back, and resume our search after the blizzard,” Andrew said and Carl followed him dejected and back to the cabin with no Melanie.“Did you find her?” Andrea asked as soon as they stepped inThe look on Carl’s face was the answer to their question.They took off their jacket and boots and Maya handed them strong hot coffee.“The server is out, no connection, I couldn’t get a hold of 911,” Stephen said“I’m so sorry, planning this outing down to a place of no civilization was a bad idea,” Maya said sobbing“Don’t say that,” Andrew said embracing her.Carl was quiet, barely touching his coffee; he stood y the window, watching out for Melanie in the blizzard.“Melanie, if only you trusted me” he said to himself “Melanie where are you?” he asked himself as a tear dropped from his eye.The blizzard was not coming to a stop, Carl wanted to go in it, but he knew that was impossible to move through it.Everyone had fallen

THIRD PERSON’S POVMaya let out a loud scream from the other room. In panic, Melanie and Carl jumped up from the bed and quickly put on some clothes.They found Maya on the loft trying to catch her breath as Andrew held unto her hand firmly.“Maya, what is wrong with the baby?” Melanie asked as she rushed to her side.“It’s the seventh month Mel, it’s just the seventh month, I don’t know why I am having a contraction,” Maya said tearing up.“Andrew how do we get her to the hospital” Andrea asked appearing on the loft without Stephen in sight.“I do not know, the road is impassable, our phones are dead, even if they are not, we can’t get an air ambulance in this raging blizzard,” Andrew said with whatever courage he had left.“Andrea, where is Stephen?” Carl asked“He is trying to have the generator fixed” Andrea explained coming towards Maya to massage her feet.“Not the legs, my waist is on fire,” Maya complained and Andrea went to help massage her waist“Thank goodness” Melanie excl

THIRD PERSON’S POVIt has been two years since Carl’s house caught fire and Melanie was burnt to death. The fire was so terrible that everything burnt to the ground and became ash.Carl had mourned the love of his life and his unborn baby for 24 months. He returned from the cemetery and back to his apartment. He had gotten a small place to live in; he was not ready to build another house yet, even when the insurance company could not find the cause of the fire and were ready to pay for the fire insurance.He sat on the couch with tequila in his hand doing nothing but drinking and thinking of Melanie and imagining how his child would have been, as he did every day since the fire outbreak.He had promised her that he was going to be there for her and their baby, to protect them and gave them all they could ever want, but he was not there. He had planned to return earlier from his trip and propose to her, but after she called him and then the news of the fire, he had died that night alon

CHAPTER EIGHTY-SEVENTHIRD PERSON’S POV“I am ready Mel,” Carl muttered as he took off his boxer.He was about to join her on the couch when the baby started crying“Fuck Liam” Anna cursed and got off the couch, strolling into the room quickly in her naked form to meet her crying babyCarl sat quietly, the once raging passion in him quieting.“This was the sign, this is Mel telling me not to go ahead with another woman” he thought and quickly got dressed.“I’m so sorry” Anna said as she reappeared with the baby in her arms, she had worn a robe now, but was breastfeeding the baby“I’d just quickly feed him, and we can continue from where we stopped” she said giving him a smile“Hmm, maybe some other time, I’m sorry I just got a call and I have to head out” carl said with the excuse he had just prepared, he needed to stay far away from this French woman who was crawling into his heart.Anna nodded and closed the door behind him as he took his leave.Carl sat in his office the next day t

MELANIE’S POVI had just put Liam to sleep after he had bath and eaten. It was the last Saturday of being single before I got married to Joe.I saw Joe as a father figure, but since he told me he was in love with me and wanted to get married to me, I was too scared to hurt him, I couldn’t say no to him, because he was the reason why I was still alive and why I had my son.I was still in love with Carl, I didn’t want Joe, but that was the only way I could pay him back. Each day I had been tempted to call mom, to tell her that her Melanie was still alive, to allow her come see her grandchild. I was tempted to call up Andrea and Maya for girls time. I was anxious for all out babies to meet.I wanted to tell them about my time in France, the recovery after the surgery, the pregnancy without Carl but Joe. The lonely nights, the delivery day and after that. The courses I took to grow a French accent.There was so much to talk about, and yet so much to try to forget. The only reason sh