Subtitle; You became mine the moment you stole from me.
Mrs. Melinda Tatum was discharged five days later and Melanie couldn't hide her happiness.
Melanie didn't let her mother know she still had a lot of money that she had stolen from a man at the club instead she bought a few clothes for herself and her mother and she donated the rest to the orphanage home.
When her mother had asked her how she got the money to get the clothes, she lied that she accompanied Tyler to his client's house and she was given her share.
Her mother didn't want to believe her but she knew better than anyone the relationship between Melanie and Tyler.
Tyler and Mel met on the day Melanie lost her dad and little brother to an accident, four years ago and they have been best buddies ever since then.
At first, Melanie thought Tyler was trying to hit on her but when she realized that Tyler also lost his family member in the same car accident, she couldn't help but wonder if it was a coincidence or fate.
She and Tyler were able to get along so well coupled with the fact that they just lost someone very close to them. While Melanie lost her father and brother, Tyler lost his Parents and elder sister.
**
6 months later.
~ Flynn Harlan's residence ~
''Brother!'' Kyle screamed, looking everywhere for his older brother.
''You know better than anyone that I hate noise in this corridor,'' Flynn stepped out of his room.
''Bro! Elle has started again, you need to see how her room is a mess,'' Kyle grumbled.
''Won't you take care of your twin sister if I wasn't at home?'' Flynn groaned, running his index finger against his temple.
''You know how Elle is, brother!'' Kyle whined.
''You are so useless!'' Flynn snapped.
''I know bro,'' Kyle grinned as he wrapped his arms around his older brother's waist.
'Have you gone nut? Get your hands off me right now!'' Flynn yelled.
''I'll let go of you only if you promise to return my account. I can't believe my brother will freeze account!'' Kyle said.
''Let go of me this instant or you will never get your acc...''
''Okay okay!'' Kyle shouted as he released his grip on his brother.
Flynn stared back at his younger brother who was a pain in his ass before heading towards Elle's room.
Flynn's mind couldn't help but go back to what happened 6 months ago.
He couldn't imagine his cheery sister could ever be diagnosed with HUNTINGTON disease.
He went to the club to get over the sad news he heard when he met with that woman called Melanie Tatum.
His sister was running out of time as she was also growing wilder by the day.
Flynn let out a deep sigh as he stepped into her room and saw almost everything in her room scattered across the room.
''What are you doing Elle?'' He asked softly as he rushed to her.
''Flynn,'' Elle smiled widely as soon as she saw her brother.
Elle was the only one with the right to call him by his name 'Flynn'
Flynn sat on the bed beside her and the young lady placed her head on her older brother's chest while Flynn cuddled her.
''Why is your room like this?'' Flynn asked ever gently.
''I was getting bored of everything in this room, even the paintings. Can I get my room redecorated, Flynn?'' Elle asked clinging to her brother.
Flynn stared at her sister who has gotten so lean and pale than she used to be.
''Okay,'' Flynn replied.
''I have a request, Flynn,''
Elle said, wearing a sober look.
''What is it?'' Flynn asked.
''I have little time left and you know that. I want to see your bride before I die. I'll never be at peace after my death if I did not meet your wife,'' Elle said as she raised her head from her brother's chest.
''Elle...'' Flynn whispered.
''I don't think it is hard for you. But if you refuse to get married before I die then I'll hold you responsible for my death," Elle sulked.
''Elle,'' Flynn called out.
''What?''
''I'll think about it, just give me little time,'' Flynn assured her.
''Time? And you know I have no time,'' Elle blurted.
''Okay, I'll do something about it,'' Flynn promised.
''Better,'' Elle grinned.
Flynn patted her sister and left the room a few minutes later.
~~
Later in the day...
Flynn was just stepping out of the bathroom, dripping wet with his towel tied loosely around his waist when Devon knocked on his door and entered.
''Boss,'' Devon bowed almost immediately.
''Hm?'' Flynn groaned.
''I couldn't find the person who started the rumor,'' Devon said.
''What!?'' Flynn furrowed his brow.
The news of him being gay suddenly spread like wildfire a day before and Devon couldn't find the person who started the rumor. Like... He wasn't even gay, he just didn't want to have anything to do with women for the time being.
''I am sorry, boss.'' Devon apologized sincerely.
Oh, shit!
Flynn clenched his teeth.
''Sir...'' Devon called him slowly thinking if he should tell his boss what he'd suggested.
''Cat got your tongue!?'' Flynn growled, annoyed that Devon called him without saying anything.
''I...I think you should get married...to...to prove the rumor wrong," Devon finally said with his heart in his mouth.
''Are you crazy!?'' Flynn choked on his spit.
''Sir, you can just sign a contract with a woman for a short period to keep the fire down. Do you understand what I...''
''And what if I do not!?'' Flynn raised a brow.
''I am sorry!'' Devon apologized.
''Get out!'' Flynn ordered.
Flynn was about to walk to his dressing room when he suddenly remembered Melanie Tatum.
''Devon!'' His deep voice rang out.
''I think my bride misses me already,'' Flynn said and Devon furrowed his brow, confusingly.
''Let's make a short trip to my bride, Melanie Tatum,''
Flynn said as a huge smile plastered across his cheek.
The smile on his face wasn't that of happiness or eagerness of meeting the lady.
He was really looking forward to see that woman that stole from him, that woman that had the guts to steal from him, and at the same time, he was excited to see the look that was going to be on her face when she realized who he was.
Would she still recognized him?.
It has been six months.
Huh, whatever, he was going to make her remember him if she happen to forget him already
TBC...