When Love Becomes a Cage (Melanie) novel Chapter 120

I shoved Clyde aside and landed hard on the floor.

Seeing Kayla's lifeless body next to me, a bullet wound between her brows, I realized that death in real life bore little resemblance to the dramatic scenes portrayed on TV.

There wasn't much blood, but her eyes were wide open, staring toward the door, unblinking in death.

Paramedics in hazmat suits rushed in, pulling Clyde away from the scene.

Summoning the last of my strength, I crawled to Kayla's side and fished a pill bottle out of her pocket.

As the police led me away, Clyde broke free and ran toward me. "Melanie, Melanie, are you okay? Please tell me you're okay."

He was a mess, with tears and snot mixing as they dripped onto my face.

This time, I didn't push him away. Instead, I opened the pill bottle and shoved two pills into his mouth. I wasn't sure if they'd work, but Kayla was too cautious about her life for them to be useless.

The place was swarming with officials, all set to examine us and enforce quarantine.

Upon hearing only the hospital where Warren worked had the necessary facilities and isolation units, I felt a wave of relief wash over me. "Let, um, let Eliana's brother check..."

Those were what I said before my consciousness faded, fighting to stay awake.

Kayla's last plan echoed in my mind. Indeed, hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. If Clyde knew about my illness, he'd uncover why I had left before. And with Jade and Eliana knowing the truth?

Hospital staff, clad in protective gear, bustled around me. I felt faint, my thoughts a chaotic tangle, until I spotted Warren. Reaching out to him, I felt a moment of clarity.

He nodded. "Melanie, the radiation hasn't majorly affected the others, and the pills you gave Clyde worked well. But for you, well, you'll need regular check-ups, understand?"

His words trailed off, but I got the message. Kayla's last wish might come true. I might relapse for the third time.

Warren reassured me. "Don't worry. Even if it happens, with my exceptional skills, I can save you."

I nodded at his deadpan expression. "Thanks, I feel reassured. And Clyde? How is he?"

The memory of him charging in brought tears to my eyes again.

Just then, Eliana walked in. "Clyde? What could be wrong with him? He’s alive, jumping around like a monkey, and wanted to see you!" Eliana rolled her eyes. "Don't worry. Some nuisances live forever. He's not going anywhere."