Take My Breath Away

Melody screamed at Napier's rough manner. "Don't treat her like that, Napier!"

Her voice seemed to calm Napier down a little. He clenched his fists.

Evelyn stood up and straightened her clothes like nothing had happened. "Melody..." Tears welled in her eyes. "How long have we known each other?"

Melody smiled sweetly. "Twelve years, three months." She remembered the exact time. She'd had a lot of time to think. She was happy then, happy that she was young, healthy, and had a good friend in Evelyn.

"Yeah, we've known each other a long time. And you wanna go and leave me alone? You're the one who said you wanted to see me get married." Few people had seen Evelyn shed any tears at all. But she was unable to hold them back. She took a few deep breaths, and raised her head to hide it.

Melody stood up from the edge of the building, heedless of what the negotiator and the police were telling her. She stood there facing everyone. She stared at Evelyn intently and said, "But Evelyn, you'll get married one day, but I won't be there to see it. Besides, be honest: you don't want to take care of me anymore. If I die, I won't be a burden anymore."

"It's not like that! Melody, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that! You know I didn't mean that. I'm still here every day, right? You're not a burden, it's just hard to watch you in pain." If she could turn back time, Evelyn would change what she said. She would never utter those words again: "I don't care about you anymore."

Melody smiled palely. She walked on the edge of the roof carelessly. Everyone present was afraid she would fall off accidentally.

She didn't get how much danger she was in. "Don't take another step forward," she shouted at a firefighter. "Go away. I only want to talk to Evelyn."

Evelyn took a step forward and gently tried to calm her down. "I'm here. Melody, listen to me. Stay right there. I'll come get you, okay? Hey, look, if you come down from there, we can hang

en up on herself. What could Evelyn do? Was she wrong when she said that?" Carlos felt bad for his daughter. She was nice to Melody, but both Melody and Napier took it for granted. And now Napier was blaming Evelyn for Melody's death. Carlos had enough.

Napier was so angry that his face turned red. He said, "She's a murderer!"

Carlos grabbed him by the collar and was about to punch him again when Evelyn grabbed his hand. "Dad, I want to see Melody."

Carlos shoved Napier away, straightened his clothes, and pulled his daughter into his arms. He kissed her hair lovingly and comforted her. "Evelyn, I'm here for you. Don't be afraid."

Evelyn nodded, "Thank you, Dad."

Thank God for giving her a happy family and a father who took care of her no matter what!

Evelyn handled Melody's funeral arrangements. Melody's parents had died eight years before. In order to cure Melody, Napier had blown all his savings. He had no money to buy her a tomb or take care of her funeral.

After Melody was buried, Napier went mad. He guarded her tombstone every day and the graveyard guard couldn't drive him away.

At first, everybody thought it was just hard for Napier to accept Melody's death; they thought he would be back to normal as time went by.

But no, year after year, he did the same thing.