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After which she sat on the edge of her bed, stared at her bag, then laughed softly. “Malibu here I come,” she muttered. Her phone rang almost immediately, like it was waiting for her to say something. She stared at her screen and saw that it was Cynthia. Her face lit up. “Hello mama!” Melody said the moment she picked up. “It’s been forever.” Cynthia laughed on the other end. “Forever? Please. You’re the one who disappeared into billionaire land.” Melody smiled. “I missed you. How’s baby Melody?”

My gaze dropped instantly to his hand on my skin. So did his. For the first time since he had stormed into my office, August Belcourt looked like he had done something entirely without thinking. Well. That was interesting, too. I looked back up into his eyes, letting a slow, deliberate smile touch my lips. “Still confident nobody’s going to get the wrong idea?” His fingers released my arm instantly, dropping back to his side as if he’d touched hot iron. “Don’t speak to that reporter, Melody,” he said, his voice dropping into a low, warning baritone. I smoothed down my dress, holding his dark gaze from the threshold. “Make me.” Then I turned and walked out.

The situation needed to escalate. If Nyla wasn't pushed to her limits, she wouldn't willingly stay by his side. Gabriel's smile deepened. He was confident that soon he would be with Nyla. … Melody cried bitterly in the taxi on her way home. She hadn't expected that the first man she ever liked would use her to scheme against Nyla, and worse... Nyla was his sister. When she got home, she cried again. It took several hours for her emotions to settle. Just as she was about to call Nyla to tell her what she had discovered, a news alert popped up on her phone screen.

"I'll provide the aphrodisiac and make sure no one detects anything suspicious. And it has to be done before the life-or-death duel at Terminus Cliff begins." "Ms. Clark, I'm counting on you," Robert said, his face lighting up with excitement. "I'll leave the arrangements to you." "Okay." With that, Eunice hurriedly left and immediately began making arrangements. … As night deepened, subdued sounds echoed through the Langley residence, rising and falling without pause. When dawn broke, the sky brightened. On the soft bed, Melody lay utterly drained. Deep marks were visible on her skin, and every ounce of strength had been spent. She felt as though all the energy had been pulled from her body

Enough sunlight to make me feel human again. I signed the lease and moved in the next day. The first morning in my new apartment, I stood in front of the mirror. No makeup. No filter. Just me. Just a woman with a suitcase and a broken past.For the first time in a long time, I saw myself. Not the wife. Not the victim. Just Melinda. “Melinda,” I said softly, touching my own reflection, “it’s just you now. You’ve got to fight. For yourself.”

The next morning began like any other for the twins except today, Melinda paced the hallway outside their room like a woman preparing for war. Elijah and Elena were seated at the kitchen table, happily munching on cereal and arguing over whose drawing was better. The sun filtered through the windows, golden and peaceful. But in Melinda’s chest, a storm was building. She knew once she said the words, there would be no turning back. “Mama?” Elena called, “Did you tell that man he’s not allowed to come back?”

I needed to understand who Melissa really was before I could figure out how to help her. I sat down at my desk and pulled out the folder where I had saved all the data from her phone. I opened it and began scrolling through the messages between her and this Kelan person. Most of them were recent and all of them were from him. She hadn't replied to any of them in days. "I'm sorry Mel," one message read. "Hey Mel, your aunt told me you're married now," another one stated. "Mel I hope you make it for Cindy's mating ceremony," a third one pleaded.

Thalia's POV The car journey was the longest ten minutes of my life. I kept hoping Melody was alright in school alone after the party and that these people I was going to meet would be nice. Everything was spinning. Melody had started to become my anchor- the thing that kept my world in one place. But she wasn't here and I'd almost forgotten how to breathe without her. I wanted to text her so badly but decided against it since I didn't want to distract her from school. Instead, I'd taken a breath, clenched my fists and looked out of the window as we approached.

“Did you hear me, Merida? You’re going to school or else I will let you live in the countryside of Switzerland.” “Do it!” I answered in a low voice. I am just so tired with all of this. My father thinks I cannot live my life in the countryside away from them. Oh, please! I am not Jelanie, who will throw tantrums if she can't shop in a day. That brat loves the city so much that she could die if ever she set her foot in the province. I thought he would continue his rant, but after a minute; I heard nothing from him. I felt him sit on my bed, just beside where I was lying.

“How was your day?” Samantha says looking at me. She’s sitting opposite me on my sofa I yawn tired, today was interesting. It certainly didn’t go the way I planned it. “Today was a long day” I say thinking about my run in with Melody a few hours ago. How she stormed out of the coffee shop. I imagined that conversation going so much differently than it did. “You’re tired.” She asks reaching her hand out to brush my leg softly. “You could say that.” I say really thinking about it. I’m not tired physically, I’m just feeling beat. I feel like I’m losing Melody and I hate it. I want her all to myself and the addition of this new dude is fucking up my flow.