6 months later

True to your word you didn't pick up your stuff from Melody's place until after she had left for New York, a decision which you felt conflicted about, but your heart had been broken at the time. It had been too much to handle at once.

Her parents, who you had been close with didn't ask many questions, and instead just asked you if you were alright. Your own parents tried to get information out of you, but you staunchly refused to say anything.

You locked yourself in your room for a few weeks, at least when you weren't going to school or work, but eventually things returned to normal, or what normal would be without Melody in your life.

Winter was approaching with the end of the college semester. Most of your time outside of school was spent working, saving up money to get out of there, anywhere but there, or New York, or England.

It was after a long shift at work that you were in for a surprise. You pulled into your parents driveway, completely unaware of any visitors you might have inside the house. Walking up the front steps you sigh. Six more months and you would be leaving. It was probably time you discussed your plans with your parents.

Opening the door you caught sight of the last person you expected to see.

Melody was there, sitting on the couch, chatting away happily.