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Chapter 1

Melanie POV

Thank you, Wanda. My sister. I will never forget you.

Be happy, Mel. Enjoy it all. Appreciate it for me.

I will.


After that everything went black. I don't know how long I've been floating in the darkness. No thoughts, no senses, nothing. I have no idea how much time has passed before I finally begin to feel again. It could've been years, months, weeks, days or only a few hours, I couldn't tell you.

The darkness starts to change and I can just barely make out soft murmurs. They get clearer as time goes by and the familiarity of the voices surrounding me calms me.

"How long has it been, Doc?"
"Two days, Jared. Don't worry she'll be fine. Melanie was present till the end. Don't compare her with Jodi."
I couldn't make much sense of what was said but I held on to the voices as soon as I knew Jared was one of them.
"He's right Jared. She'll come back to you. She never breaks a promise."
"I hope so Jamie. I hope so", he said.

Jamie! Oh, Jamie. Jared. They're both right here. I want to throw my arms around them and never let go. But I still don't have the energy to react to them.

"Go get some rest, Jared. You look tired. She'll still be here when you come back." NO! Don't leave! "I can't, Doc. I don't wanna be apart from her. I wanna be here when she wakes up. I'm not gonna leave her side." Thank you.
"Then I'll get you a cot so you can stay in here." Doc states. "Thanks."
"I'll go to our room. Get me when she wakes up." "Will do, Jamie. Good night!" "Night!"

After that it's silent for a while. I think we are alone and for a short amount of time I think he fell asleep until there's a soft pressure on my forehead and I can feel his warm breath on my face as he whispers, "I love you, Mel. I love you so much Please come back to me. Don't leave me again." It's in that moment that I find the strength to open my eyes and croak out the only possible response, "I love you too." He jumps from hearing me say these words. Me not Wanda. Melanie. His Melanie. He recovers fast and turns to look at me. Our eyes lock and I can see the relief in his eyes as a single tear runs down his cheek. "Oh, Mel! You're awake! You're here! God, I missed you so much! I love you!" Before I can say anything he scoops me up in his arms and places a soft kiss on my lips. I can feel his smile against mine as our kiss becomes more desperate by the minute. After what seems like forever we come up for air and I can't hold back the tears any longer. "I m-missed you t-too! Ja-ared, you hh-ha-ave no idea h-how much. I-I sw-wear I'll nev-ver leave yo-ou again!" I'm sobbing so hard that I couldn't speak coherently anymore even if I tried. "Shh, it's okay. You're here now. We're together and nothing's gonna come between us ever again. Neither heaven nor hell can keep me away from you, Melanie. I promise. Everything's gonna be okay." He strokes up and down my back, trying to sooth me.

When I'm finally able to speak again I look into his eyes and am overwhelmed by the love and happiness I'm met with. "I love you so much, Jared." I whisper before I kiss him again. This time there is no desperation and no crying. They're replaced with love and softness and after a while with heat and passion. He lifts me up from my sitting position and places my legs around his waist carrying me to the couch. Never breaking our kiss, he sits down placing me in his lap. After a while his hands start roaming my upper body, sliding down to my ass, squeezing it gently and coming back up caressing my back with his hands dipping under my shirt. I gasp into his mouth as I feel the warmth emanating from his hands on my bare skin spreading throughout my whole body. Heat starts to pool between my legs and I want more but something stops me.

I pull back and look into his eyes. Then it hits me. Wanda. How could I forget about my best friend, my sister? I'm a terrible person. Where is she now? Is she already dead? Jared seems to sense my emotional conflict and as if he could read my mind he tells me, "She's not dead. I couldn't let that happen. I knew you wouldn't be happy with it and Ian would be furious with me if I hadn't interfered." I sigh in relief and bury my face in the crook of his neck murmuring a silent "Thank you." against his skin.