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"I feel terrible. I'm not proud of what I did. You deserve better. I'm sorry for what happened. I'm sorry about the panties. The prom... I'm sorry I did that."

"Yeah... I'm sorry you did that too."

"Our marriage is over."

"Yeah, I guess it is."

"It's all my fault. It's incredibly sad."

"Oh... this is awkward..." Mark said.

"Wha- are you kidding me? What the hell... Addison, you slept... and you, you screw my wife again?"

Addison covered her eyes. "Derek, we..."

"No." he cut her off. "I don't wanna listen."


Next day, at the hospital.

Addison ran towards the second floor elevator, where she saw Derek.

"Hi."

He didn't answered, he just ignored her, even if they were the only two people in the elevator and it was clear like water that she was talking to him.

Addison sighed, and repeated in her mind the speech she wanted to tell Derek.

"You... yes, I cheated on you, but that was just cos you was absent, always out, and I felt lonely. I came here to fix things between us and you let me try to, but you were supposed to fight for it, too. So, make me understand, you came to my hotel room last night to tell me our marriage was over, and seeing me with Mark you felt betrayed and who knows how you felt? I really think I don't get it, Derek."

The man suddenly switched in front of her, making her do a step back, and he looked her in her eyes, intensely.

"If you ever thought I stopped caring about you you got it wrong for sure, Addison. If I was absent, it wasn't your fault; I don't blame you for cheating on me and screwing my best friend, maybe I do now but doesn't matter because the point is, Addison, that yes, I think our marriage is over, but I really am sorry for that, and I really am sad and it's tearing me apart the thought of what I messed up with you. I don't want to see you and Mark together because you're the people I care about and I want to feel good about the divorce, because it's the only way I know to move on, and seeing you two together make me get angry and I can't blame you; it's my fault. I can't blame you for what I did."


"Or maybe you're still in love with me." Addison said, as she joined him at the nurses' reception.

"What did you say?" Derek looked up from the chart, confused.

"I said that..." she stopped. "You said you didn't want to blame me, but I blame myself. And I blame you too. And I was thinking that maybe... maybe you got scared and you just, just still love me."

Derek stared at her for about two seconds before he kissed her passionately.


"It's up to you now." Mark entered in the conference room and sat next to Derek.

"I guess that's like she's said. I really am scared. But I'm still married to the most beautiful woman on earth, right?"

"Yeah."