Sami Brady was casually watching a lifetime movie when her doorbell rang. She'd remained in the DiMera mansion, despite what her husband had done. At first it had been out of confusion as to what to do with her life, but now it was something else.
When she saw that it was her mother on the other side of the door, they didn't speak, but hugged instead.
"How are you, sweetie?" Marlena asked.
"I've been better." Sami replied as they went back to the couch.
Marlena sat down with unease. "Honey, you know you don't have to live in this house."
"Yeah, I know, but I want to. The kids feel safe here. And plus, with their dad not around, I thought that they should be somewhere familiar to them."
"Well, that makes since, but still-"
"It's fine, Mom." Sami assured.
"When did you get so better?" The last time Dr. Evans had spoken to her daughter, not even two days before, she was still sulking in her depression. "I mean, it's a good thing, but when?"
Sami shrugged. "Well, yesterday I was just thinking about everything, and I came to a realization."
"Which is?"
"I shouldn't let what EJ did bring me down."
"Well, that's good sweetie," Marlena beamed.
"Yeah. His actions and decisions were his own." She paused. "Now all I can do is hope that the police find him soon, or better, that that Corinthos guy kills him soon."