I march right into Anthony's office without even knocking."Ms. Hart. How rude" he shakes his head."It's Mrs Trevelyan" I take off my employee ID.He stares blankly at me."You can't fire Brianna and Ethan" I say. It comes out more authoritatively than I meant but I couldn't care less." 'course I can" he shrugs "it's my company""Brianna. She needs this job. She has an older sister who's really sick. She pays her hospital bills and a lot of other bills. She can't afford to lose this job""She should have thought about that before messing around with another employee" he's cold- nothing like the Anthony I spent the weekend with."We're married, yes?" I attack his direct contradiction of his policy "I have a job here. Does that count as messing around with an employee?""That's different""Oh, really? Diff

I'm snapped out of my thoughts by a voice next to me."I hate seeing you so sad" Anthony says.Why the hell is he here?"How did you find me?" I frown."I called Liam" he says and it's enough explanation.My brother knows me well enough to know that the first place I'll go when I'm upset is the beach."How did you know I'll be in this exact one though?""I didn't" he says simply "I checked all"What?"You singlehandedly scanned every beach in New York?" I snort."Not singlehandedly" he shrugs "Olivia, what happened?""Nothing" I say and shift my gaze to the ocean.Looking at the waters, I realize that I've not looked at the ocean since I got here."This isn't nothing. Olivia, please talk to me" he pleads."Why?" My voice is low but my tone

The rest of the week goes by really quickly.It's Thursday evening and Amanda is helping me get ready for dinner with Mrs. Kavanagh and her family."You prefer it up or down?" Amanda asks as she pulls my hair up then down again and I watch her through the mirror."Which do you think is better?" I ask."I like it down" she replies."Then down it is" I shrug.I'm wearing a nice, simple, flowery short gown with my new flats and my hair has been curled by Amanda and now cascades down my back."You look beautiful" Amanda says, admiring her handwork."Thank you" I say just as a knock is heard on the door."Come in" I call. Anthony pushes through the door."Hi" I say."Hi" he replies and that's it. He just stays there staring."So?" I prompt, though I'm enjoying his eyes scanning me multiple times."They're here" he says recovering."Kay. I'll be down in a second" I reply and watch as he turns

Chris and Crystal were very hospitable but it's hard to enjoy this when all you feel is pain, grief, anger and regret.They don't ask many questions, a gesture I am most grateful for.Chris dropped me off at the airport early today and now the plane is about to land in Seattle. The scene is different, homey. It feels good to be home.I try to bask in the joy of being home again but it's short lived, in a few seconds, the huge, air restricting pain is back in full force and I can only hope to get off the plane quickly to get some fresh air.Making my way out of the plane, I catch sight of a rather sober Stella and my heart drops. She's sad because I'm sad, this is so heart breaking because Stella is never sad.I make my way over to her and she gives me a tight, warm hug which only makes me break into tears."It's okay" she coos "he's far away from you now"Somehow, hearing the words out loud makes me cry even more. "I know" I sob.

"When was the last time you ate?" He looks a little mad "you look like you've lost at least five pounds""Anthony, why are you here?" I ask, going for nonchalance even though I'm ecstatic that he's here."To take you home" he says simply."Take me home" I choke out "...but nothing's changed""She's not going to be investing in SMT" he says "as a matter of fact, SMT has a new owner""You sold it?!" I almost yell."Not necessarily" he shrugs "but I have this wife I think would do great managing it"My eyes grow wide as fried eggs "did you get married again?"He rolls his eyes "no, Olivia, I didn't""Then...I know nothing about running a company, Anthony" I burst out."You'll learn" he shrugs "...and fast, if I know you well""Oh, God" I rub my eyes, trying to assimilate  this new inform