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The silence in the room is deafening. Maura looks at Jane who is in her bed, curled in a fetal position. She hears a sniff and instantly feels like the biggest bitch in the world. She is the reason Jane is in pain. She said yes, but she didn't have a choice. She takes tentative steps towards the bed.

"Jane," she says in a low voice as if saying it in a normal voice would send Jane into a rage. She receives a low 'go away,' and she is almost tempted to leave because she isn't ready for what's about to happen. She sits on Jane's bed. Jane seems to be hiding from her.

"Jane please look at me, we need to talk."

"You're damn right we need to talk!" Jane says finally looking up. She definitely has a lot to say. She wipes her tears away and stands.

"What the fuck was that back there! How can you say yes to my brother! Do I mean nothing to you? Have these past 2 months been one sided?"

"No Jane of course not how can you think that? I feel so much for you!"

Jane scoffs because after what's just happened, this really isn't the right thing for Maura to say.

"I think your actions speak louder than your words"

Maura looks to the ground. Jane is right but she doesn't have a choice. She more than anything wishes that they were in a different situation, in a different world. Every nerve ending is exposed and raw making this conversation much more emotional.

"I didn't have a choice"

"There's always a choice Maura!"

"But in this there isn't Jane! It's either marry your brother or give up school and I can't do that."

"Read my lips Maura. There is always a choice! And right now you chose him over me, studies over love. So I want you to get your ass out of this room and never speak a word to me again."

"Jane-"

"No there isn't anything to talk about anymore. You are to marry my brother and continue your studies and live happily ever fucking after. I won't be anything more than your sister-in-law, and I won't be one of those happy ones that braids your hair and gossips with you about family business. Now get out of my room!"

Jane doesn't give her a chance to respond as she makes her way to her in-suit bathroom. She closes the door behind her and locks it. Maura holds her tears and starts to make her way out of the room. On her way to her own room, she bumps into Frankie. He looks at her with pity and holds his hands out. She crashes into him and starts to sob.

"I lost her Frankie."

"Shh, there isn't anything that can be done."

"I love her and I didn't even get to tell her Frankie, and there is obviously nothing that can be done."

Frankie knows there are a million ways that they can be together, but he isn't about to make Maura feel guilty. He rubs her back to soothe her.

"Frankie get your hands off my woman! I won!"

They hear Tommy and Maura quickly wipes her tears. They turn in time to see him just close enough to pull Maura to him. She feels sick and just wrong in so many ways. She has only been touched intimately like this by Jane. She and Jane don't have the greatest love story because having sex on the first day of meeting isn't exactly romantic. But it's a love story nonetheless, and it was love at first sight. He kisses her cheek and she flinches and scrunches her face a little in disgust. Frankie rolls his eyes and just walks off.

Tommy turns, Maura around and crashes her against him. He starts to kiss her jaw and neck. She pulls away and wipes where he has kissed her.

"Not tonight Tommy."

With that, she walks into her room and locks herself in it. She cries all night as she feels the desperation, the life being sucked out of her little by little. She lost the love of her life today.

Weeks go by without she and Jane saying so much as a 'good morning'. Maura had tried talking to Jane but received the silent treatment. She misses Jane terribly, her smile, her touch, her kisses. Jane is feeling the same way but she's acting very tough in front of the blonde.

Whenever the conversation of the wedding came up, both women's stomachs would turn into knots. Whenever Tommy tried to be slick and show off by touching Maura in ways that only Jane thought was her right, Jane would walk away even if it was in the middle of dinner. Maura had the urge to follow but knew it wouldn't change anything.

It's the day before the wedding and Maura can't sleep. She has been crying nonstop. She leaves her bedroom and makes her way to the kitchen. She passes Jane's room and she is tempted to go in and crawl into bed with her and just cuddles like they had so many nights during their two months together. She sighs as she keeps going. Once she makes it to the kitchen and starts to make herself some tea, she hears shuffling and looks to see Jane entering the kitchen. It's silent as they stare at each other.

Jane looks tired, as if she wants to sleep but can't, and Maura knows exactly why. It's the same reason she finds herself in the kitchen staring into Jane's sad eyes.

"I can't sleep" Jane says, finally breaking the silence. It's the first words they have spoken to each other besides those very sad good mornings. Maura gives her a sad smile.

"Tea?"

"Yes, please."

Maura serves her a cup and then serves herself one and they both sit at the counter. They sip their tea, each lost in her own thoughts. Tomorrow is the real turning point. Neither of them speaks. It's as if they aren't even in each other's presence. Jane finishes her tea and washes the cup. As she walks toward the hallway it takes all of Maura's will power not to look. But then, Jane stops and she walks back to Maura. Suddenly, their lips are moving against each other as Maura tangles her hands in jet black locks and Jane holds her by the waist. After a minute, they pull back, and then Jane just walks away saying nothing.

Maura holds a hand up to her lips as she sobs quietly. She finishes the rest of her tea, and rinses her cup and makes her way to the bedroom. She lies down on the bed, stares at the ceiling, and little by little she drifts off to sleep.