It’s like they were stuck in some sort of torturous cycle. One of them was always to mess something up, and the other wouldn’t be receptive enough to listen. It was so stupid. Why did they continue to do this to each other? Emma’s thoughts were interrupted by her phone buzzing. It was Will. She took a deep breath and answered.​ “I need to talk to you,” she said as a greeting.​ “Did you come to the hospital to verbally attack Grace?” he asked.​ “I went there to find you. Instead, I found out that you were with her the day you came back from Italy. Why didn’t you tell me?”​ “Are you still stuck on that day? I thought we talked about this!”​ “No, we talked about you seeing her after the funeral and then about the day you two were having lunch. We never talked about why you left me waiting around for you like a fucking idiot when you got back!”​ “Is that why you attacked her?”​ “She just told me about it! And for the last time, I did not attack her. She set me

Will was surprised when he saw Emma’s father’s room was empty.​ “Excuse me,” he stopped a nurse that was walking by. ​ “Yes sir? Oh hello Mr. Stewart.”​ “Hello. Where are my wife and my father-in-law?”​ “Oh,” the nurse’s face went pale. “Mr. Wells was discharged earlier today and she… took him home.”​ “Discharged? Why wasn’t I informed of this?”​ “My apologies. We assumed you knew. After Miss Emma fainted…”​ “Fainted?” Will yelled “What do you mean she fainted?”​ “I’m sorry,” The nurse shrank away. “She fainted earlier and refused any medical follow up. She insisted she was fine. Shortly after that, she had her father discharged and said she was taking him home.”​ Will ran back out of the hospital towards his car, not listening to the rest of the nurse’s explanation. He had to find Emma. He called and called and called but she didn’t answer.​ “Dammit, Emma. Where are you?” he asked the sky. He kept calling. The calls continued to be unanswered.

Spencer pulled up to Emma’s building and saw that Will was leaving. “What is he doing here?” Spencer mused. Will sat in his car for a long time before finally driving away. Spencer waited until he was sure Will wasn’t coming back. He ran out of his car and up to Emma’s apartment. He knocked on the door, and it flew opened. Her puffy, swollen, red eyes were wide and expectant. Words seemed stuck in her throat. When she looked at Spencer she seemed to deflate and dissolved into a new wave of tears. *She wanted him to come back,* Spencer thought. “I’m sorry,” she blubbered, furiously wiping away at her tears. “Come in.” Her voice was thick with sorrow, and it broke his heart. Spencer walked into the apartment and Emma led him to the same couch she was just sitting on with Will. She couldn’t help but think of the irony. The two men that sat in that spot couldn’t be more different. Spencer was nice and good. He cared for her and was always looking out for her. But he didn’t set her soul

Sabrina vomited for several minutes, her stomach rolling over on itself. She couldn’t believe how much was coming up. It wouldn’t stop. ​ “I didn’t even eat that much,” Sabrina said in between bouts of retching. She finally stopped and was able to catch her breath. The attendant sat her down in the parlor and gave her a cold glass of water. “Thank you.”*Shit, shit, shit.* She thought as she looked upon the ruined carpet. A large stain of what looked like everything she had ever eaten in her entire life settled into it. Magnolia was going to have a fit. As she felt her stomach become settled, a realization came upon her. Her and Alex hadn’t been very careful while having sex. And there was a very permanent side effect that tended to come along with that. She knew it would come sooner or later. But she hadn’t expected it would be this soon.“Oh my God!” Magnolia screeched when she saw what happened. “What have you done? This is imported! Do you have any idea how expensive this is?

“Here we are,” Spencer flipped on the lights of the new apartment. It was larger than the one they had just left. As promised, it was already furnished. The walls were a light, cool blue with white trim. The space was bright and open. There was a large vase with a beautiful assortment of flowers, and a single balloon that said “Welcome Home” waiting for them on the kitchen counter. In the living room, all the boxes they had packed waited for them. “It’s lovely,” Emma said as she looked around. “The building has a pool and a fitness center. There should be a pamphlet about all of the amenities in your welcome basket over there.” He pointed in the direction of the flowers. Emma walked in, followed by Emmett who supported himself with his cane. “The bedrooms are the in the back. Both have decent sized closets,” Spencer continued. “There is one only bathroom. Both rooms have access to it from the inside, and there’s also a door from the outside. There’s a nice big garden tub in ther