Episode 54-Three words

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Melody POV

It has been two weeks since the unfortunate incident happened at the Aderemi's mansion. I could still remember the sound of the explosion. It was so loud that I couldn't hear for a few seconds.

The tabloids spread rumors concerning the deaths of the two brothers. Some said they were mental patients and others said that they were attacked by terrorists. No one knows the real truth except myself and the rest of the Aderemi family. It was a tragic day and it was still fresh in my memory. The rumors spread by the tabloid affected DReam badly. Their stock rate plummeted. When Giovanni heard the news about the stock rate, he locked himself inside his room for a week and when he came out, he pretended he didn't exist. We never had any conversation after the incident. I knew he was hurting because he lost two fathers but I almost lost my daughter too and Lorena had refused to wake up. We were both hurting but I felt we shouldn't ignore each other instead we were supposed to be together and console one another.

On the Monday of the following week, Benjamin and George were laid to rest. Only the family members of the Aderemi's were allowed on the occasion. After the fire died down, the Aderemi's mansion was reduced to nothing but a pile of ashes. When their bodies were found, they were found in pieces but two hands joined together were found and they belonged to George and Benjamin. They stick together until their last breath. On the day of the funeral, Marissa was nowhere to be found and when I asked Lorenzo, this was his response.

"The incident shook my mother bad. She was admitted to 'Help' psychiatric hospital. " he admitted. "She went into the crazy mode two days after the explosion."

"Why didn't anyone tell me?" I questioned.

"Everyone is trying to accept that the explosion happened. I haven't been okay lately and I know you ain't fine too," he pointed to the bags under my eyes. He was right, I wasn't fine. "Try to get some rest Melody." He advised and walked away.

I decided to take his advice and rest. I needed it but I was going to do that once I make sure Giovanni was alright. When he was called to give a speech, he didn't look too well. His face was pale and he was trembling when he stood in front of everyone to give his speech. He looked around and when his eyes landed on mine, I smiled at him but he didn't return it and quickly looked away.

When he started his speech, he was finding it difficult to speak as I could sense that he was not okay. He was trying so hard to be himself but he wasn't good at hiding it from me. "Thank you all for coming," he ended his speech with that and quickly left the hall. Lorenzo was called to give his speech but I didn't wait for that as I rushed out to meet Giovanni.

"Giovanni!" I called when I saw him trying to enter his car. "Wait," I shouted.

He looked at me but didn't say anything. "Why are you leaving? The funeral isn't over yet," I said but still, he didn't reply to me and it's got me pissed that I let out all the pains I've been building inside of me for the past two weeks. "What the hell is your problem, Giovanni! People die and that doesn't mean we have to stop being who we were before. I lost my parent when I was young but I kept pushing and when I thought I had lost you five years ago, I kept going because of my daughter. I didn't give up because the people around me were gone. You don't have to act like you are the only one hurting. I'm hurting too!"

Giovanni heaved a sigh and frowned at me. He looked to be pissed off. I could see the anger on his pale face and he looked like he was ready to unleash it but instead, he took a deep breath and entered his car. "Giovanni!" I shouted his name and tried to open his car door but it didn't budge. "I'm sorry for yelling at you. " I hit the windscreen of the car but still he didn't reply instead he just drove away leaving me in pain and confusion. "I am sorry," I cried out and sat on the ground. "I am sorry," I repeated until I couldn't say anything again.

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