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Melanie could not lift Toby up as he was heavier than her so they had to spend the night on the cold hard floor. She shivered as she sat beside him. She already covered him with a blanket but had to sit throughout the night watching him as she was scared he would choke on his vomit if she slept without any one to care for him.

She had her left hand in his and that was the only warm part in her body. It is warmed her heart though. He wanted her with him and that was enough to sacrifice her sleep for.

She reached towards her phone and checked the time. 2:07am. Just 4 hours more before morning. She could do this , she thought.

She rubbed her hand that wasn't in Toby's on her lap to warm hear but it did nothing as her lap was even colder. She sighed.

"The things I do for him." She muttered with a smile. She placed a hand on his forehead and hissed. His body was burning.

Melanie quickly stood up, removing her hand from his and placing his on his chest, she ran to the kitchen and headed to the refrigerator where she took out an ice pack from. She ran back to an awoken Toby who stared at her surprisingly. 

"What are you doing here?" He asked but there were no hints of anger in his face. Only curiosity and slight relief.

"You called me, telling me to come home." She shrugged.

"I figured you meant your house so I drove here." He nodded. He couldn't remember if he did that but was happy that she was here with him. He suddenly felt sick and laid back down. Groaning, he tried to stand and almost fell if not for Melanie who held him up.

"Come on." She prompted, placing a hand on his back and helping him up the stairs.

They managed to get to his bed before he collapsed breathing heavily like he just ran a marathon race. Melanie watched him close his eyes and thinking he was going back to sleep turned back to go to the living room but was stopped by Toby.

"You should have some sleep. You look tired." She nodded and made a move to go out but was stopped again.

"Did you watch after me while I was asleep?" He asked raising an eyebrow. She nodded again. "You didn't have to."

"And leave you to die in your sleep?" She asked turning around. Her eyes caught some thing on his bedside table. Something so important she couldn't believe she missed it.

On the table stood two picture frames, one of Toby with a woman wearing white. She held a pink flower in her hands and the both of them looked at each other with so much love she felt her heart squeeze. Then the other frame held a picture of the both of them in front of a beach holding hands and laughing. She could tell that they were so much in love. The woman, she recognized as the girl in her dream and that feeling arose in her. She took a deep breath in. She's dead, Mel. Remember that. She chastised herself.

"She's pretty." Mel nodded to the picture drawing Toby's attention to it. He nodded too feeling void. The place that hurts in his heart anytime he mentioned her wasn't there anymore. He had accepted it and had had his peace with it.

His thoughts which was always filled with the memories with Mara was now filled with the constant thoughts of a particular blonde.

"She was." He agreed with a trace of smile on his lips. "Of course I wouldn't marry someone that's ugly and you should know that you look like shit right now." She gasped but recovered soon enough.

"Have you taken a good look at yourself in the mirror? My dear, shit can't justify the way you look right now. You look like you just came out of someone's asshole." He shook his head. Melanie was definitely not Mara who would have just shied away from him. He could see that he and Melanie had more in common than he originally thought.

"Cat got your tongue?" She asked sassily.

"Nah, I'm just admiring how beautiful you look when you're trying to be sassy." He smirked when he saw her face go red.

"I-y-you." She rushed out of the room, Toby's laugh following her as she ran back to the living room.

She flopped down on the couch and smiled. "He's such a tease."

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Isabelle walked up the short steps leading to the home of her nephew, she had been keeping her distance ever since he snapped at her after she advised him to forget Mara. She took a deep breath and opened the door. She was sure he'd be home since she called his office and was told he wasn't there yet.

She took in the clean home and was surprised at the state. She was even more surprised at the blonde lying on the couch. She moved closer, deciding it couldn't be an intruder since an intruder would only do damage and she had an hunch that the girl was the one responsible for the clean state of the house.

Moving closer, she immediately recognised the girl, Melanie Walker. She was the second daughter of Walker's auto tech industries. She had been in the party when the ownership was transferred to her. She like everyone else was surprised as they were not expecting James to retire yet and even more surprised that it was transferred to his second daughter instead of Taylor, the first daughter.

She wondered what the young billionaire beauty was doing in his nephew's home and the fire of her extinguished hope was rekindled. She must be someone important for Toby to let her stay.

Isabelle walked up the stairs and headed to Toby's room. Her heart was beating in an irregular pattern. She opened the door to his room without knocking and found him laying on his bed, looking at a picture of Melanie which they took together. Sadness seeped into her soul but didn't let that hinder her goal.

Toby sat up as his aunty barged in. She looked scary and her jaw was set in determination. He wondered if it had to do with Melanie.

"Who is that girl, Toby?"

He sighed and rested his back against a pillow...

"Remember when I said I could never love anyone the same way I loved Mara. That I could never let anyone in. That nobody else would make my heart race like it did for Mara. He sighed again.

"I lied. Melanie did."

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