Like I said to my Beta,I knew Terry was married soooo I had to write something about it :)

Hope you like this chapter! prepare yourself for LOTS OF DRAMA!! sorry,I can´t help it!

Fran

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She came to work next day as normal as she could, even though it was obvious to everyone else that her mind was elsewhere. Especially for David, who was already convinced something was bothering her, but didn't dare to ask. Don showed up 5 minutes later with two coffees. Although he and Terry were practically living together, they tried to give the impression that nothing was happening. Their attitude towards one another gave a different impression all-together.

"I thought you could use a good coffee," Don said to Terry. She returned the gesture with a smile.

"Thank you," she whispered.

Silence fell between them, the only sound of people moving from one side to the other. Terry stared at them, a few smiling or laughing. She wished she could smile too, but her heart was almost torn in half. Nobody knew, not even Don.

"Can you tell me what's wrong?" he asked. She barely noticed his eyes on her.

"Nothing is wrong," she lied. It was something she couldn't avoid.

"Yes, there is," he said, getting closer to her. "I know you, Terry. Please tell me what's wrong."

"I told you..." Her phone rang again, as if the man on the other line was making himself known. She closed her eyes praying, for the phone to stop ringing, but it didn´t. Don knew the calls had something to do with Terry's erratic behavior, so he took the phone out of her pocket and answered. She stopped breathing for a minute, afraid of Don't reaction.

"Terry's phone," Don said, at whoever was calling. "No, she can't answer right now. May I ask who´s calling?"

She looked away from him, biting her lip. He touched her arm with his hand. She turned her face to him and he handed her the phone. In his expression, she could see how upset he was.

"Your husband wants to talk to you," he said bitterly and walked away.

She refused to answer just as many times, before it was completely unnecessary. James, her ex husband knew the answer very well. She followed Don when he got into the elevator, his head down and his hand on his pockets, anger reflected on his brown eyes.

"I can explain," she said, tears almost running down her cheeks.

"It wasn't your mom," he said. He knew the answer very well. "How long has he been calling?"

"Don," she whispered.

"Answer me!" he yelled. She was not surprised at his reaction. She knew this was going to be hard.

"Two weeks," she said looking at her hands, embarrassed and disappointed.

"What does he want?" he asked, but stopped her before she could answer. "Oh no, dont tell me. He wants you back, am I right?"

She nodded.

"I'm an idiot," he shook his head, looking at the floor. "I can't believe I thought this was for good."

"It is for good, Don," she said, walking towards him. Just as she thought, he walked away. "I love you."

He snapped his head towards her. "Then why didn't you tell me about this?"

"Because I didn't want you to be upset."

"And what the hell did you expect?" he cried. "Pure joy?"

"I wanted you to understand."

"Understand what? That your ex-husband wants to destroy our relationship?" he asked. "Or that you´re actually thinking about going back to him."

It was her time to snap her head, her heart beating fast in her chest.

"I can't believe your saying this. After everything we've been through."

He sighed heavily. "I'm sorry," he apologized. "I just can't believe this is happening."

"If it makes you feel better, I said no," she said. The elevator stopped and Don stared at the open doors.

He shook his head softly. "No, it doesn't."

She stared at the spot where he used to be, as the elevator doors closed once again, tears now running down her pale cheeks.

TBC