She Loves Him, But He's Her Brother

"I've made up my mind, Brent. I'll work at your company, but I've got a few things to take care of first."

The sky was lit with the soft hues of a sunset as Melanie stood on the second-floor balcony, looking down at the luggage by the door. A woman stood there too, eager to move in. Watching it all unfold, Melanie felt her heart sink so low it felt like it might never rise again.

"Alright, Mel. Let me know when you're ready, and I'll book your flight," Brenton replied.

"Thanks, Brent," she murmured before ending the call.