ChristianWhere are they? When Tom left to go give Molly the clothes he bought her this morning, he said that they would meet us at the farm. It's been over an hour, and there is still no sign of them and I'm getting anxious. I'm not sure what I'm going to think or feel when I see Molly again and I'm not sure what I'm going to say to her, but either way, we are talking. I want to know why she ran from me and I'm not resting until I find out.Of course, the sensible side of me understands that she properly run because... well, frankly, I've been nothing but a dick to her since the moment she arrived, but I'm not going with my sensible side today. I'm going with the idiotic side of me that hasn't been able to stop thinking about that kiss since it happened.I don't know what possessed me to do it... Well, I do, there's a part of me that's wanted to kiss her since the moment she turned up here, but I always let my head rule my decisions, until yesterday that was. Yesterday, I did the one

Christian It's worse than what I thought? How the fuck could it get any worse than Archie cheating on Molly and having a baby with someone else? A thousand different thoughts and scenarios swarm through my head but still, I don't understand what's going on. I tried everything to get Tom to tell me but he told me that it wasn't his place to tell me and while I respect him for looking out for his best friend a part of me is still pissed at him for not telling me. It took all the strength I had not to go after Molly but Tom insisted that she needed to be left alone and I have to respect that even if it's the last thing that I want to do. I keep checking my watch watching as time goes by painfully slow. She's only been gone forty-five minutes but Jesus it feels like it's been hours. My mind keeps taking me back to when I came out of the barn and saw how upset she was. Her eyes full of tears, her body shaking with sadness and that rawness in her sobs that almost broke me. "She's ok." My

ChristianThat crispy piece of paper turned out to be a letter and I can't get it out of my head. The moment I realized what it was I knew I should have ignored it but I just couldn't. I must have read it a dozen times and I swear I now know every word off the top of my head.How could he ask something like that of her? How could he ask her to keep a secret like that all her life? How could he ask her to do that knowing what he had already done to her? He was one sick and twisted fucker and I wish that he was here right now so I could kill him. After reading the letter and hearing about the DNA tests being positive I can't even begin to imagine what else has happened."Daddy wanta play dollys?" Sophie's angel voice brings my mind back to the present as she sits on the floor playing with her new toys while Brody does the same next to her only he's holding a new dinosaur while crashing it into a tall building made of blocks that he has just spend twenty minutes making. After their trip

ChristianA few minutes of silence have passed since Molly's words and I'm somewhat grateful for it as it's giving me some time to try and work through what she said. If what's in that envelope is enough to turn her love for him to hate this fast then it's got to something awful, something unforgivable.Sitting here and listening to her and Tom as they talk about Archie's death has been hard but what's been even harder is seeing the look of hurt on Molly's face. How could he do it to her?When I read the letter, Archie's suicide note I instantly felt sick, sick and angry. The more I read it the angrier I became and all I've done since the first time I read it is pray that I was wrong. I've prayed that the words didn't mean what I thought, that they were some kind of code words because why would he do that to her?I've run through so many emotions since reading it including hatred towards him but then I took a moment to try and see it from his point. I've never suffered from depression

Molly I feel completely drained, just talking about everything that Archie has done is hard work, it feels like it's taking every ounce of my strength and I've had enough. Had enough of feeling betrayed and hurt. Had enough of feeling sad and lost and every other emotion that has come to me and believe me there have been more than a few. I've also had enough of the anger and hatred that I've been feeling toward him. I don't like feeling that way, never have and he always knew that which makes it just feel like another betrayal from him. "You ok baby girl?" Tom's gentle words have my eyes filling with unwanted tears once more but no matter how hard I try I just can't seem to control them. "Yes... no... I don't know." I shrug my shoulders as a shudder runs through my whole body. I'm startled when I feel a hand gently run up and down my back but it soon disappears when I remember that it's Christian and that I'm sitting on his lap. When he pulled me onto his lap earlier and told me I w