Melissa Macall was a busy woman, she worked long hours and had many responsibilities. But she was not unaware as most people assumed. She noticed many things in the years after the Hale fire occurred. She spotted her husbands infidelity, closely followed by his lack of care for their son. She watched as Stiles hid his grief behind adderall and a quick wit, not knowing how to deal with his loss. Her son lived oblivious and the world continued to spin. But not for two individuals.
"Come back to me..."
Every time the pretty brunette visited she whispered the same four words without fail, it was her only prayer and deepest desire. That one day her vigil would pay off, that the empty abyss that was Peters world would somehow set him free. But dreams rarely became reality, and month after month her hope was dying a slow death. Despite this she still came to visit her mate. Her smiles weren't as bright and she stopped talking of their future, but she came in and held his hand every chance she got.
Melissa Macall admired the younger woman's devotion to the comatose man. She had been a nurse for many years but had never witnessed such loyalty, there was no other word for it. Lila was truly devoted to him. Peter had come in just after her own separation from Scots father. She had been jaded and bitter with no real faith in any union. That was when she had met Lila, sweet, innocent and not a day over 16.
At first she had been charmed by the young girls obvious love for a family member but it had taken almost eighteen months for the shocking truth to come forward. As a child Lila had been abandoned when Peter had discovered her. It had been a miracle that she had been spotted as she was literally buried under garbage. The Hales had taken the young orphan in. Peter was her saviour she was eternally grateful, That was the first version of the story she heard. She would here several versions before she understood the whole truth.