Some Things Are Meant to Be

"Westcott," she corrected our drunken companion. Her left hand slipped into mine. Under the sunlight that shone through the windows along the concourse, the diamonds were almost as radiant as my new bride. "It's Melanie Westcott now."

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Kevin and Melanie's tale continues in the story "I Want to Be in Love", so if you're so inclined, please give it a read. Thanks to my editor, michchick98!