The Italian's proposal

Chapter 20

Chapter Twenty

Timothy

Timothy was on his way to Melody’s parents’ house; it was the only place he hadn’t looked for. He had called her countless times on her cell phone, wasting time dialing, knowing she wasn’t going to answer.

She was tired of him and his attitude and he knew it.

“Sir,” it was Clark, he was so wrapped up in his thoughts that he hadn’t realized they were already in front of Melody’s parents’ house.

The detective had done the job right.

She was there, she hasn’t been out all afternoon, not even to the porch.

“Shall I wait for you or come back for you later?” he didn’t know what the answer to that question would be either.

“Wait for me,” how about Melody refused to see him, she had her reasons. He screwed up big time. And Equilay Thompson’s Bahamas account confirmed it. He has been stupid, blinded by Gia’s infidelity and betrayal, he judged Melody without listening to her.

Now she was gone.

An innocent in a world full of bullets in the air.

She was hit by one, and unfortunately, Timothy was the one who pulled the trigger and sentenced.

“No,” he regretted. “Go. I’ll call you when we’re done.” He wasn’t going to leave without her.

He always had been known for being a confident man, but at that moment, with the documents the detective handed him half an hour earlier, he didn’t even know how to walk safely and calmly.

Regret and guilt were two things he never felt before, at least not to this magnitude.

He called Hamlet, asking for Devina’s number, which his cousin didn’t like, as he knew they didn’t get along, but in the end, Timothy was forced to confess that he screwed up big time.

Big and deep.

“Did you find her yet?” was the first thing she said when Hamlet put her on the phone.

“No. But you were right.”

“I usually am,” he imagined her smiling complacently, she was tremendous, that woman.

“I don’t know what to do.”

Admitting it hadn’t cost him as much as he imagined.

The truth was, if he was responsible for hurting Melody, it was appropriate to be just as responsible for apologizing and begging for her forgiveness.

He did not see himself as a man who would kneel before anyone, but neither did he see himself as one who would mistreat and hurt.

The last one already did.

It cost him nothing to kneel if necessary.

“The first thing is to talk to her, go over to her and tell her that you know she wasn’t the one who stole the money,” she told him after a while with the line silent.

“You make it too easy; don’t you remember how she beat you up for thinking I sent you?” she didn’t want to imagine what it would do to him if he didn’t tread lightly.

“It’s not that I forgot, it’s that she acted out of how we conditioned her. I realize this now.”

“What the fuck do you mean?” Devina seemed to have all the time in the world, whereas he, needed to figure everything out now. He was a pragmatic man of action, not one to make a mess and walk away without sorting it out.

“You accused her of stealing from you, of planning something as ugly as a three-million-dollar embezzlement, I tried to help her by giving her the money,” she sighed and continued. “I influenced her to believe you were trying to blame her even more. Melody didn’t see it as help, she saw it as a ploy to prove her dignity and her sincerity. Not as an escape, which was what I was looking for.”

“You wanted her to leave me?” he didn’t understand why Devina had stepped in where no one called her.

like Satan himself, like a deplorable being. He thought of the restaurant and how he gave her Equilay Thompson’s statement and how he smiled at her all smug and wild. “She hardly realizes what the

didn’t know that about you, I’m sorry that...” he didn’t even know what

is that you must be empathetic, put yourself in her place, understand her or at least try to,” she said something to Hamlet and then went back to him. “I know you like her, if you weren’t attracted to her, you wouldn’t be screwing your brains out so much to seek her forgiveness. For that alone

he said

Tell her you screwed up, tell her you’re sorry and hopefully, hopefully,

in front of the house, the

she wanted to hit him with a broom,

penthouse and carry on as if nothing happened. But the part that contained his integrity, his remorse, and his attraction to Melody, kept

when Melody’s mother opened the door for him. He recognized her, since the report given by the

the look on the woman’s face, she

nice to finally meet you,” she said and stepped aside, making way for him, which he was curious about. He hadn’t

some banging with

wine?” she asked after inviting him

tried to behave as affable

and her sister as children, all the way up to their teenage years. He focused on Melody automatically, her

influential people, both, in Italy and in Manhattan and most of the world. His last name opened doors for him, but it also made everyone see him as a

And he was.

now how petulant

Gia’s infidelity, he

why Devina judged him so harshly. Because in

he let himself

been. I hope you can settle your differences tonight. I’ve always told her she should stop making such a big deal out of everything,” he realized at once to whom Melody came out so talkative,

way Melody communicates,” but he found it unnecessary to let her mother paint

good thing. It’s not a good thing to

you mean,” he was beginning to think the woman wanted to tell him something else, but Melody’s father came out

Giannato, nice to meet you Mr. Redford,” he decided to

hoped not so much that his father would cut him down with a razor. The report said he was a

in all that, as it seemed as if the family was a jewel of union and love, that made him question why Melody left

man shook his hand for a second and released him as he looked

had been more amused, spreading

as he agreed to sit

shower. You came at a good time, we are having a family dinner, since you will be my youngest daughter’s husband, the least we can do is invite you to dinner, so we can get to know each other,” Melody’s father sounded more like an accusation and challenge than an invitation. But

to understand that Melody hadn’t rant at him or told him what kind of relationship they were

detail that made

at the thought of him,

I can stay long,” he just wished he could talk to Melody alone and be able to start from scratch with

question died on her lips at the sight

of her face and down to her breasts. She was wearing white tights, which came down to her knees, with a bunny face on her knees. He noticed her eyes; they were bloodshot and

the room grew heavy and it

to you. We’ll leave you alone,” Charles looked at him and the threat was implied in his eyes,

her,” and he meant it from the

family members care how rich you are, my

her father’s back. “Leave us alone for a moment, we’ll be on the porch. It’ll

felt like a phony standing in front of Melody’s parents, when

kitchen, your mother told me your sister is coming for dinner,” Melody didn’t look at her mother, but it didn’t take it for him to realize something was going on there. Melody looked at him without fear and walked to the front porch of the

by a relatively low wall, made of brick, Melody sat there and looked at him with her left eyebrow

of Equilay and Melody herself, bank accounts of both and the proof that her brother-in-law kept the money in

wrinkled her brow. Her big gray eyes were undaunted. She was strong. One of the strongest women he knew, taking care of a child alone, never minding that the father was absent, shouldn’t be easy. He didn’t know the root of her relationship with that guy, he didn’t care about it either. It irritated him just to think of another man being with her, and that surprised

“What?”

you didn’t eat. You left without lunch,” he replied taking her hand. She tried to let go, but he didn’t let her. “Look at me Melody, look me in the eyes and believe me when I say I’m sorry. I’m sorry for judging you lightly and not listening to

struggling and stare

“You...”

believe you. I know you had

out a sob and covered her mouth

I was a bastard, and I don’t deserve you to help me, or to marry me. I don’t deserve to have you even as a friend,” he knew he was babbling, but once

lifted her head and turned away as if

I’m a freeloader and a slut? You did that!” she

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