In this it turns out that Oliver and Chloe's marriage was invalid. Tess did 'die' but came back. Oliver basically feel apart. So Chloe decided to break it off. ...
Tess
Why am I so nervous? He was a former employee. Well, I suppose, it could be that this man could be the only thing that could bring Chloe out of the funk she's been in for the past, well, awhile.
But, logic cuts in, as it usually does, at least for me, she'll never know If I don't bring him back, and if I don't tell her, she'll never know. Should I just leave?
No, you owe her this, remember, even if she didn't fully trust me, she did at least a little bit throughout those two, extremely shaky years. If you can call that trust. Ok, so it wasn't trust, but it was the closest thing I had had to it during that time. So, you owe her, big time.
And, after Oliver and her called it quits she drowned herself in Watchtower. Which, granted, is exactly what I would've done, but that doesn't stop me from being worried. As i should be. I'm starting to think that she's sleeping there. Which can't be healthy, considering there's nothing but old take-out in the refrigerator. That's it, she needs this.
And staring at this door isn't going to solve anything. I knock three, rhythmic times. A man, nerdy, with reddish-brown hair, in a sweater vest and bow-tie answers the door. I think silently to myself, she can do so much better. But, what are you going to do? Can't help who you fall for, right? You should know, considering who you're in love with.
"Ms. Mercer...," he stutters. He's shocked. Obviously, he's shocked. His former boss, archenemy to his girlfriend/ex-wife/fiancée, (depending on how you want to look at it) is standing in his doorway after he supposedly died. Even I'll admit that has to be confusing. "Mr. Olsen," I regard him in that cool, confident manner, that people have come to associate me with. Especially my employees, or ex-employees, in this case.