Melody's POV

Looking into the crowd, I see my ex-fiancé wrap his arms around a beautiful blonde woman with brown eyes. She has a huge bump, showing me that he's been cheating on me for a while, and I was just too blind to see it.

They are laughing and enjoying my show.

*Flashback*

Dalton and I are sitting by the pond at my ranch while feeding the ducks. I lay my head on his shoulder, and he whispered, "I love you, Melody Stryker. I can't imagine a day without you in my life. When we go on our honeymoon, I want us to start trying for a baby."

A smile spread across my face. "I would like that." My lips touch his, and he pulls the dress over my head and drops it on the ground. I rip the shirt and watch as the buttons fly everywhere.

"That's the only dress shirt I bought with me."

"I'll buy you another." I start to unbuckle his belt and pull it through the loops. I drop it on the ground. Why don't we practice making that baby now?"

"I would love that." He places his mouth around my nipple and begins to suck it. With his right hand, he moves it from my stomach, going down until he reaches between my legs.

Dipping his fingers inside he begins to brush against my clit, which makes me moan for him. "Dalton," he continues to move inside me and hits my G-spot. He keeps hitting that spot until I'm seeing stars and then I cum hard around his fingers.

"Babe, you are fucking hot when you come like that." He moves his fingers from inside me and brings them to his mouth, licking them off. "You taste amazing."

My face heats up as I watch him. "I love you, Dalton."

"Good, now we can show each other how much we love the other one." He pushes me onto his cock and lets me ride him.

Usually, when we have sex, I'm on the bottom as it's the way he prefers, but this time he wants me on top. He helps me ride him the way he likes it.

My tits bounce in his face and he takes a nipple into his mouth and sucks. It pops out of his mouth after a couple of seconds as he pounds into me.

I look at his face as he concentrates on his task at hand. "Dalton?"

He opens his eyes and looks at me with lust in his eyes. "Babe, I'm about to cum. Are you close?"

"Yes,"

"Good," he pounds into me, and it doesn't take long before we hit our peak. He explodes inside me. Holding me tight he waits for his cock to slip out of me. "I have a few phone calls to make."

I watch as he pulls his pants up and walks away with his phone to his ear.

*end flashback*

After that day, Dalton became distant from me, but he still wanted to proceed with the plans to get married.

I can't do this.

Pulling the headset off, I walk off stage. I run to my room, lock myself inside, grab the bottle of champagne off the shelf, and pour myself a glass.

How can I move forward when that prick wants to shove his affair in my face?

There's a prescription medicine bottle on the counter, and I grab it and unscrew it. I take a few tablets and swallow them with the wine.

If I die, no one will care.

It doesn't take long before I hear someone banging on the door. "MELODY,"

I continue to drink the wine until there's nothing left in the bottle.

Someone, please take this pain away.

The door is kicked open, and I fall to the ground. Before I blackout, Aliyah says. "She took something."

Maggie's POV

I'm enjoying the show and watching my sister closely. She looks fantastic as she sings the song "Shutting the Door." After she wrote the song, I asked her what it was about, and she told me that I was too young to understand.

Last month, I spoke to her about the song again, and she told me that it was about a guy she thought she loved. He was her first love, heartbreak, and she gave him her virginity.

When I heard the story, it made me cry. Now, I'm at the stage where her song is something that I can relate to.

I like a guy at school, but I don't know how to tell him. I will talk to Melody about this and see what we can develop to make this guy know how I feel.

Alison nudges my arm and points at my sister. "Does she look okay to you?"

My eyes narrow as I take in the scene in front of me. It's Dalton, sitting in the crowd, his arms wrapped around a heavily pregnant woman.

Please, Melody. Don't stop because of that asshole.

Tears fall across Melody's face, and she looks around at the crowd before taking off the headset. She runs off the stage.

Standing up, I look at my friends. "I'll be right back. I need to check on my sister." I rush out of the box and head towards the change rooms, where I know my sister will be.

When I get there, I see that the door has been kicked in, and Melody is slumped over. She's not moving. My eyes move across the room, and I see a prescription bottle next to her slumped figure.

I hope she didn't try to overdose.

Running into the room, I reach Melody. "Please, don't leave me, Mel. I need you in my life."

It doesn't take long before the paramedics enter the room and they check her over. "She's got a pulse, but it's faint. We need to get her to the hospital."

"I'm coming with you."

"Who are you?"  The Paramedic asks.

"I'm Maggie Stryker. Melody is my sister." Pulling my phone out of my pocket, I called Mom and told her what happened. She told me that she would meet me at the hospital.

Before walking out the door, I turned toward Aliyah and said, "Can you tell my friends that I'm at the hospital with Melody? And that I'm sorry that I couldn't be with them when we left the concert?"

"Of course." Aliyah grabs her notepad and tells the stagehand what to do. Then she cancels the show.

What will happen with the rest of the shows that Melody has going on? Are they going to reschedule it until she's feeling better?

I climb into the back of the ambulance and sit to the side as the guy tends to my sister. Looking out the window, I watch as Los Angeles passes us.

The ambulance pulls in front of the hospital fifteen minutes later, and my sister is wheeled away from me. I wait in the waiting room until Mom joins me.

She has tears falling down her face. "Is she okay?"

"I don't know, Mom. She drank a full bottle of wine and took some prescription medicine. What if she doesn't make it?"

Mom wraps her arms around me. "Our girl will pull through. She's going through a rough time right now. Do you know what caused her to do it?"

"She saw Dalton at the show. He was with a woman. I think it was his boss, and she was heavily pregnant. She's the reason why Dalton left Melody. I think he wanted a family right away, and Melody, she's about to start a world tour."

She helps me to a seat. "It looks like that tour will be on hold. Melody needs time to get her head straight. Maybe some counselling will help her get through this rough time."

Beep,

My phone goes off, and I pull it out of my pocket and see a message from one of my friends.

Carly: How is your sister doing?

Me: I'm not sure. We're waiting for the Doctor.

Carly: If you need anything, give me a call.

Me: I will. Thanks, Carly.

Mom looks over at me and says. "Who was that?"

"It was Carly. She just wanted to see how Melody was. And if we need anything, give her a call."

Mom smiles at me. "I'm glad you have good friends like that, Maggie. At least the girls don't seem to be using you like the other groups of girls from your school."

"Melody likes those girls. She gave them an album each. One that hasn't hit the shelves yet. She even signed it for them. I want to see my sister, Mom. If anything happens to her, I don't think I'll be able to make it through the day."

"She will pull through this. Melody is a strong woman. She just had a moment of weakness because her spiteful ex showed off his love for another woman while she was working. If I see Dalton around, I'll give him a piece of my mind."

The door opens, and a Doctor walks through the door. His eyes roam over the room until they land on Mom and me. "Are you Mrs Stryker?"

"Yes, I am." Mom moves over to him. "How is my daughter?"

"Melody's in recovery, and a private suite has been set up for her, as requested by our boss, Noah Stryker."

Mom's face pales. "What is he doing here? They promised not to interfere in your lives. Now, we have one of them nearby."

A guy with dark hair and blue eyes walks past us, and I recognise him. "Uncle Noah," I whisper. He stops and looks at me. Then his eyes clash with Mom's, and she pulls me behind her.

Mom crosses her arms. "You're not supposed to look at my kids. You lost the chance to have them after you turned your back on your brother. Leaving him to pick up the debt from your family."

"I'm sorry," he steps towards Mom. "I wish I could take everything back, but my parents wouldn't let me help."

"He had a heart attack, Noah. The stress of getting all that money together was too much for him. Then I had to take that debt on. When Melody took on the contract to be a singer, she took over paying the rest of the debt. She just finished paying it off."
Uncle Noah pulls a chequebook out of his coat pocket. He looks at Mom. "How much do I owe you?"

Mom shakes her head. "You're unbelievable. I'm not taking your money. That won't bring my husband back, will it?" She turns her back on him. "I want to see my daughter.