He hadn't slept with Bella. Melody still couldn't quite grasp the idea. "Then why did her father - " She cut herself off and shook her head in disbelief. The entire foundation upon which she'd built her pyre of hatred was fracturing. "Why didn't she attempt to dispute it? Why didn't you?" A correction was just as easy to print as the lie itself. Surely, someone had to have gone to the papers and gave them the correct story.

Ben didn't even think her letters worth returning? He was content to just let her believe none of it mattered - that she hadn't mattered. Melody was nearly about to throw away her future for him, and he couldn't be bothered to mail one letter from Canada. "I suppose not." She stated, obviously bothered by how flippant his response had been.

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