Disclaimer: I don't own Vladimir Tod, Henry McMillan, Nelly, Otis Otis, Vikas, etc. On the other hand, I do own all of the Carters, though. Basically, if you've heard the name before, I don't own them. This takes place after they're out of school. I'm only using information from 8-10th grade, though. Meredith and Vlad are married in this. The way they got back together is explained later in the story. Don't yell at me. I know they broke up.

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How did we end up like this? Where are you now?

I held Dimitri to my chest, tears rolling down my cheeks as his two year old body curled into me. The tuft of brown hair that covered his head rubbed against my chin. The house was quiet. Too quiet without him here. He hasn't been here in too long. I miss him. Sometimes it feels like the other half of my heart has been ripped away. Forgotten the way that I was. I loved him. I still do. Not a day goes by where I don't wonder what happened to us. The perfect high school couple that was torn savagely apart by death and betrayal. It's been four months and three days since we last spoke. It's like he doesn't care anymore. Doesn't care about me. Doesn't care about Dimitri. Today was just another day of not seeing Henry. Another day of the despair that comes with knowing he's in the arms of another woman and I can't do anything about it. Another day of silence.

Until the silence was broken by the front door opening. Vlad. I stood up slowly, laying Dimitri in his crib. My red rimmed eyes met Vlad's as I walked down the stairs. His hand held tightly to four year old Marcy's. "Hi Aunt Nani!" she yelled, running towards me for a hug.

I put on a fake smile, wrapping her in my arms. "Hey, sweety. Where's your mom?"

"She's on her way with baby Jenna!" Marcy smiled widely, excited about her new little sister. "Can I play with Dimitri?"

"I just out him in his crib so you can go watch TV in the living room. If he wakes up, you can play with him."

"Ok." She walked into the living room as Vlad held the door open for Meredith and the bulky car seat she carried with her.

We made our way into the dining room and sat down. "Are you ok?" Vlad asked, scooting his chair closer to mine.

I shook my head, wiping my eyes to catch the early tears that had formed. "No. Vlad, what happened? We were in love..."

"I know you were. Honey, you need to move on." Meredith squeezed my hand gently. "You're beautiful. You're sweet, funny, and so nice. You can do so much better than Henry."

I shook my head. "I don't want anyone better than Henry. I love him the way you love Vlad." I paused. "If he left you, would you want someone else?"

She cast her eyes down, shaking her head. "Honestly, no."

"Exactly. He was mine. Everything I've ever wanted and so much more. He was my life. My world. Every decision I made revolved around him." I stared at my left ring finger. "I can never replace that."