Emma Pillsbury sat in her office just thinking...Thinking about where life has taken her. Who would have ever guessed she'd end up where she is. Almost "unmarried". Still in love with Will Schuester. She had loved Will since the moment she laid eyes on him. How couldn't you love him? The curly hair, the gorgeous eyes, that smile.

"I'd give anything to see him smile again" she stated out loud.

She began to think of the day she met Holly Holiday, the girl she thought Will was dating now. Holly was everything she was not. Pretty, confident, and extremely sexual. Emma couldn't even let her soon to be former husband touch her. All she could think about when it came to sex was Will. Will was who she wanted but she felt like it was so far away, something that would be so far out of her reach.

"I need to concentrate on this pile of work that needs done. I'll put the radio on" she thought. Taylor Swift's Back to December came on. The lyrics "Turns out freedom ain't nothing but misisng you wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine...I'd go back to December turn around and make it alright"...She couldn't help but think about the day...the day she told him she couldn't go with him to sectionals. That she loved Carl. She knew that was a lie...She never loved Carl. Sure, she cared for him, but she never loved him.

Love was a word that could only be reserved for someone who was worthy of it, someone like Will. Will had always been her prince charming. The problem was timing with them. At the time she could have Will, it wasn't right. Now that she finally realized that Will was who she wanted all along, she probably could never have him...

"How in the world am I going to face him everyday?" she thought. "How on earth do I come here everyday and look into those eyes that I love knowing I am the one who hurt him and may have lost him forever. How do I even go about getting him back? He's the only man for me, the one I want to give my heart to and spend my forever with"

She sat there thinking,lost in her thoughts. She remembered the day he scraped gum off her shoe, when he went "halfsies" on a PB&J with her, the dance lessons, the time she left her shoes at his apartment and he brought them back to the school, polished. She began to cry when the thought of the look on his face this past Christmas, how broken he looked. She hated thinking of him that way, knowing she was the one who broke him. She thought about the look in his eyes when she told him Carl told her to back off and stay away from him. She wondered if he knew she was there at Regional's. She had sat in the back, but beamed with pride when New Directions were announced the winners. He had helped the kids to truly shine bright, and it made her so happy to know that his dreams for the kids were coming true.

"I wonder if our dreams will ever come true" she thought to herself. Just then she head a knock at her door. It was Will. "Come in" she stated.

"Emma, we need to talk."