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Melody Strikes Back
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The sterile halls of Silverlake Hospital echoed with the harsh sound of a slap striking Melody Foxâs face.
âYou bitch! You wonât even save your own sisterâs life? What kind of heartless person are you?â Ulric Swanson, her husband, said.
Melody held her reddened cheek, staring at him in stunned disbelief. âYou want me to save Mabel? But you know that would require me to donate my own heart, donât you?â
Ulric sneered callously, âI do, but so what? Mabel is a bigâtime celebrity, the most gorgeous woman in Silverlake. And you? Did you really think Iâd fall for someone like you, with that plain jane look? Pfft, if you werenât so damn useful to me, you think Iâd have wasted my time marrying you?â
Melodyâs eyes narrowed as a chill gripped her, the horrifying truth dawning on her. She had used her exceptional medical skills to nurse the onceâdisabled Ulric back to health, helping him regain his strength and vitality. As time passed, she had naively believed that their close collaboration had blossomed into genuine feelings for one another. She thought they were building a life together as true partners. However, she was oblivious to the ugly reality â Ulric had never loved her at all.
Then came the news that her halfâsister Mabel had suffered a heart attack and urgently needed a transplant. As a result, they called demanded that Melody donate her own healthy heart to save Mabelâs life.
It was an unconscionable request that Melody had naively believed he would reject outright. But to her utter shock and horror, Ulric had instead lured her to the hospital under false pretenses and strongâarmed her into signing an organ donation letter, robbing her of any choice in the matter.
âHah!â Melodyâs eyes brimmed with tears, yet she found herself unable to hold back a bitter, hysterical laugh. After three years of marriage, the devastating truth had finally sunk in she had fallen head over heels in love with a true monster.
Ulric looked at her nearâhysterical state with utter disgust. He grabbed her hand and yelled, âSign it! Mabel canât wait any longer!â
âNo way in hell!â Melody screamed back, struggling wildly against his grip, though she was no match for his brute strength/
Try as she might, Ulric overpowered her, forcing her signature onto the document. Letting out a sigh of relief, he handed it off to the lackey standing by. âTake this to the doctor and get the surgery started, now!â
âWill do, Mr. Swanson, the assistant replied, hurrying off to carry out Ulricâs ruthless orders.
Soon after, Melody was roughly hauled into the operating room. The anesthesia kicked in quick, leaving her body all limp while her mind stayed painfully alert.
The door slammed shut behind Melody, trapping her inside. She tried to speak up, but found she had no strength, the anesthesia robbing her of the ability to cry out.
Then, the side door of the operating room creaked open, and Melody caught sight of her stepmother, Yolanda Fox â who usually doted on Melody like her own daughter. But instead of concern, Yolanda approached with a sickeningly sweet smile.
Suddenly, laughter echoed through the room. Melodyâs eyes flew wide in shock as she noticed Mabel, who was supposedly unconscious on the bed next to her, sit up with a grin.
The next second, Mabel climbed down from the bed and slowly sauntered towards Melody. Yolanda trailing close behind.
âMy dear sister, Iâm so touched youâd donate your heart to me. Too bad I donât actually need it. Mabel smirked.
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Melodyâs heart sank as the horrible realization hit her this whole thing had been an elaborate con, cooked up by that motherâdaughter duo. They wanted her dead, plain and simple
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âArghâ Melody thrashed around with everything she had, but he hands and feet were tied up tight, and the anesthesia had her feeling all weak and useless.
Mabel let out an exaggerated sintile and wiped at her eyes, putting on an overâtheâtop show of phony concern. But then, her gaze landed on Melody lying on the operating table, and her eyes went wide with shock. You⦠your faceâ¦â she stammered, utterly flabbergasted
The nasty red spots that had always dotted Melodyâs complexion had completely vanished. Her skin was now flawless, her features stunningly beautiful even without a lick of makeup. She looked like the spitting image of Aphrodite herself, the goddess of love and beauty.
For a moment, MabelâSilverlakeâs reigning queen of beautyâfelt completely overshadowed. She knew that if Melody ever set her sights on showbiz, sheâd be a thousand, even ten thousand times more popular and soughtâafter than Mabel could ever dream of.
âHowâ¦â Mabel staggered back, her face draining of color. The Melody that she had always deemed unattractive was actually a stunning beauty underneath
Melody caught sight of her reflection in the mirror on the operating table and suddenly understood Mabelâs stunned reaction. Those angry red splotches on her face had vanished without a trace.
In fact, the blemishes had been caused by toxins building up in ber system. Melody had always figured Ulric was the type to look past the surface stuff and appreciate the beauty on the inside. Sheâd been planning to surprise him tonight by flushing out those nasty toxins and unveiling her true, flawless face.
But it seems fate had other plans in store. Melody just hadnât had the time to complete that whole detox regimen, and now instead of getting to surprise her beloved Ulric, she found hers being strongâarmed into donating her heart to that wretched halfâsister of hers, Mabel
At the surgical table, Mabelâs eyes blazed with jealousy. Shock and consuming her like rapidly growing, towering trees. There was no Melodyâs transformed, radiant face.
envy look root in her heart in an instant, swelling and way she could stomach the idea of Ulric laying eyes on
âAlright, letâs get this show on the road! I want that heart out of her. Now! Mabel shrieked, her shrill command ringing out through the operating room.
Yolanda was quick to chime in, barking at everyone to step on it and pick up the pace.
The thing was, the motherâandâdaughter duo had paid off all the members of the surgical team. As long as they kept their mouths shut, no one would ever be the wiser that the supposedly âugly ducklingâ Melody was actually a stunning swan in disguise.
Melody fought to speak up, to get a word in edgewise, but that anesthesia had her dead to the world. Still, from the movements of her lips, it was clear she was trying to say, âIâll haunt you forever, even from beyond the grave!â
Yolandaâs lips curled into a smug grin as she clocked the silent threat in Melodyâs eyes. âPfft, give me a break. Remember how your dear old mom kicked the bucket? I made sure that meddling midwife was taken care of Haunt us forever, huh? Fat chance, sweetheart. If ghosts were really so powerful, your dear old mom wouldâve been making our lives hell a long time ago. But look around no spooky specters here, just us getting the job done.â
Melodyâs eyes went wide as the awful realization dawned on her. Her motherâs death hadnât been natural at all â Yolanda had been the one to snuff her out. All this time, sheâd been treating these two like they were her own flesh and blood, when in reality they were nothing but coldâblooded monsters.
Those fucking bitches Animals! she cursed internally, fury boiling inside her. A vile sweetness surged in her throat, and she suddenly spat out blood.
Those fucking bitches! Animals!â she cursedâinternally, fury boiling inside her. A vile sweetness surged in her throat, and she suddenly spat out blood.
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Yolanda screamed in shock, snatching a surgical knife and plunging it deep into Melodyâs heart,
Melodyâs vision blurred as darkness enveloped her, and she lost all sensation.
The pain was overwhelming, and her head pounded nonâstop.
âWhen Melodyâs eyes flew open, she was staring into the ruggedly handsome face of a disheveled man. He was pressing down on her, and his hand swiftly clamped over her mouth as soon as she awake.
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Completely disoriented, Melody thought, What the hell? Didnât I just die on the operating table? How am I here? And who the fuck is this guy?
Her mind whirled as she tried to plece everything together. She looked around and realized she was in the cabin of the cruise ship that had brought her back to Silverlake from the countryside three years ago.
The realization slammed into her: she wasnât dead; she had somehow been sent back in time three years.
In a flash, she shook off the shock of being given another go at life.
But what the heck was going on now?
She gasped, trying to resist, only to feel a dagger pressed against her neck.
âIf you wanna make it out alive, shut the hell up!â the man growled coldly.
The cabinâs curtains were drawn, hiding his face in the dark, bui Melody could sense the reek of blood on him. Suddenly, he began forcefully tearing at her clothes.
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