Before Gio realized what had happened he was stood up watching Betty slumped over her desk at the MODE building. "Gio, do you see her sitting there?" Isabella asked him kindly as he nodded his head feeling a little sad. Isabella looked at him and saw him nervously chewing his lip. "This is Betty, having not met you! Do you think she looks happier?" she asked sensitively, being able to tell his emotions were at a high as it was difficult for him to see the love of his life like that. He shook his head as Isabella told him to watch carefully.

Daniel Meade approached Betty and put a hand on her shoulder reassuringly. "Betty, are you sure you're okay?" he asked. She sat up instantly as she heard his voice whilst wiping her eyes to try and hide the tears falling from them. "Okay, spill it?" he said squatting down beside her. She sniffled and shook her head violently causing her hair to spill out of her hair bobble. He knew he couldn't however. He stood rooted to the spot as he saw tears escape down her face and his heart broke. Gio hated seeing Betty crying and was dying to just run to her and hold her in his arms. He still loved her after all.

Betty looked up into Daniel's eyes. "I'm sorry Daniel, but I can't do this anymore. I quit!" she said to him softly. He looked at her shocked. "Betty… no! You can't quit! I need you!" he exclaimed unaware of how loud he was speaking. The whole floor of Mode magazine stood still and watched the show that was happening before their eyes. She stood up and packed away the few personal things on her desk. "I'm sorry Daniel. I can't do this anymore. I have to find a more practical way of paying the bills. Yes, I do want to follow my dreams but that will never happen the way things are heading and I have been given a job at a diner in Queens. I will save expenses that way seeing as how there will be no traveling backwards and fourth," she said looking at Daniel with tear filled eyes. She walked out of Meade publications never to look back.

Gio looked at Isabella shocked. "Did Betty just quit?" he asked quite obviously shaken. This wasn't the same Betty he knew and loved with all his heart; she was totally different, not confident and feisty at all. Isabella nodded her head and replied "yes" interrupting Gio's thoughts, letting her golden curls fall around her face. "She loved her job, why would she do that? What about her writing?" he asked trying to straighten things up in his head. Isabella looked at him as she spoke gently, "Gio, Betty followed her dreams thanks to you pushing her! You were such a brilliant help to and kick started her writing career. You really are important to her. Can you not see this different Betty?" Isabella asked as Gio looked down at his feet. He did see a different, more depressed Betty in front of him, but he hadn't thought it was because of him. A small hint of pride appeared on his face as he smiled thinking how much Betty meant to him.

"Come on, Gio. We have a lot to do in a small amount of time," Isabella said grabbing his arm again and spinning around sending Gio into a dizzy haze.