Chapter 3:

She engaged the door. The door opened. ''Hi''- ''Ross!'' she said surprised, and she was, she didn't think she would see him today; she didn't think she would ever see him again actually. Or he would come to see Emma, she thought. ''What-what are you doing here?'' she asked. ''Well, I wanted to see Emma…'' he answered. Came to see Emma huh? It does make sense.'' she thought. ''…and I wanted to see you, well talk to you, well you know.'' He stuttered on these words, not really sure of what to say. He hands her the flowers. She accepted them gladly and thanked him for the sweet gesture.

''Can I… come in?'' he asked her. ''Yes, sure, go ahead.'' He entered the apartment. They settled down on the couch. ''Emma's asleep. You want anything?'' Despite their mutual effort to avoid the tensions and the embarrassment that filled the room, nothing was simple. Their efforts were vain. ''No thanks, I'm good.''- ''So, what did you want to talked to me about?'' Even if she didn't really want to know (because she was kind of scared), she asked him anyway, out of politeness, out of curiosity.

''It's quite complicated, I don't know if I should.'' He was more speaking to himself than to her. ''Go ahead, I'm listening.'' That was true. She was ready to hear everything tonight, any reproach, any insult. Everything. ''You know what? No, I'm gonna go. It wasn't a good idea anyway. The last time I opened my heart to you, you broke it and it didn't end well.'' He was suffering just thinking about it, just the thought of a second reject made him suffer inside. ''Excuse me!? You're saying it's my entire fault!?''-''Yes, so, what does it do to you huh?'' He took the opportunity to remind her that she did this exact same thing 6 years ago. ''…and it's totally your fault now, you can't deny it!'' Ross felt an unknown anger taking over him. ''And that's why you came!? To tell me what an obnoxious person I am? If it's the case, you can indeed go!'' Rachel yelled in response. She was angry too. But deep inside, she was sad and she felt guilty. Guilty to be gone. Guilty for leaving New-York, this way at least.

''No! I came cause it's what we agreed; 8 o'clock, here, Saturday night.'' At those words, Rachel became silent. She didn't know what to say. How could she forget? This situation became more and more embarrassing for her. She stayed silent. Ross spoke up again. ''You forgot, didn't you? Maybe it was not important to you, but it was to me.'' No answer, only the silence could be heard. ''Ok, I got it. Bye!'' He walked towards the door and opened it.

To be continued…