A big thank you goes out to everyone who reviewed the last chapter. Here is the new update, and as always, please read and review! The drama is about to begin!

About a month had passed since the divorce papers were signed, and as Alison walked toward her first law class, she sadly sighed. She should have been one of the happiest girl in the world. Getting a fresh start in the world, she was able to go back and finish law school and possibly even find a position with a prestigious law firm. But deep down, Alison was a wreck.

As she settled into her first class, she knew she shouldn't be in there. Instead of taking down notes, she was drawing music notes and little squiggles- almost like a dance routine. But more importantly and almost afraid to admit it…she missed Randy.

She missed his smile, his kind words and caring gestures. And she couldn't deny she also missed his face. Alison wasn't a fool and knew he was definitely good looking. But with her father being a top lawyer in Chesterfield and her mother being a homemaker and head of a lot of fundraisers around the town, he wasn't the type of man envisioned for their daughter. And Alison knew that.

A few hours away, Randy had just gotten home from another road trip. No sooner than he put in his luggage, he heard a knock on the door. "Becky, you know you don't need to knock," he said to his sister once the door was opened. "And how did you know I was home?"

"First of all, its Wednesday and you always come home on a Wednesday morning. Plus I was driving past your house and saw you outside," Becky explained as they walked into the living room. As Randy plopped down on the couch, she gave her brother a half smile.

"I really like this picture," Becky stated after a few moments of silence, then picking up the family picture from the mantle. "Everyone looks really good."

"Yea," he agreed. "I know, I know its been awhile and I need to take pictures down. I just can't yet."

"I didn't say anything. Have you heard from Alison?"

Randy shook his head no as he stood up and looked through the week's mail. "No I haven't. I tried calling her and texting her a few times, but never got any response," he said as a fat manila envelope got his attention.

"What is that?" Becky asked.

Ignoring her question, he ripped open the envelope and as he examined the top page, Randy sadly sighed. "Damn."

"I'm guessing those are the final divorce papers?"

He nodded. "Yea its official. Alison and I are divorced. I guess this is the part where I am supposed to feel relief and start over. Sorry I don't think that is about to happen."

"Then go fight for her, Randy," Becky exclaimed as she stood in front of her older brother. "Listen Randy, you are my big brother and I love you. But it doesn't look like Alison is getting her memory back anytime soon. And its unfortunate. But you need to make a choice- either fight for her and help her realize what you guys had, or move on. I thought things were going really well for you guys."

"Yea I thought so too," Randy responded, throwing the papers on the couch before walking away.

That afternoon as Sara and Alison walked around the local mall, looking for some after Christmas deals. But Sara could instantly see her sister's head was somewhere else and decided to ask why.

Alison shrugged. "I don't know. It's just…as I was sitting through classes today, I felt like I didn't belong there. Through one of them I even doodled music notes and swirls, almost like making a dance routine. I kept thinking if this is what I really wanted in life. I have about a million thoughts going through my head and I don't know how to process them."

"Do any of your thoughts have anything to do with Randy?" Sara asked as they stopped in front of a store.

Once again, Alison shrugged. "He's another problem. I miss everything about him- his smile, looks, personality, JUST EVERYTHING!" she exclaimed. "And the thing is that I barely know him. Or I feel like I barely know him. I just wish my memory would come back so I can figure everything out and feel normal again."

"I wish I could tell you what to do, but unfortunately I can't. It's not a bad thing if you call him. Just because you guys are technically divorced doesn't mean you can't keep in touch. It doesn't mean you guys can't start something back up again."

"Maybe your right," Alison said. "Listen, I'm going to take a break from shopping. Why don't you go look around in here and I'll meet you at the food court."

"Are you sure?"

She nodded. "Yeah, I'm sure. Go ahead."

After parting ways, Alison headed toward the food court. While in line waiting to be waited on, she still couldn't decide between an iced coffee or a fruit smoothie.

"The fruit smoothies are really good here."

Turning around, Alison was face to face with him. Standing a little shy of six foot, the dark complected man had a little longer hair than she remembered, but the same piercing brown eyes. It was her former fiancé, Justin.

"Oh my gosh! Justin!" she exclaimed, embracing the man. "How are you?"

"I am good," he smiled. "How are you doing? I heard you were in a serious car accident last month."

Alison smiled. "I was, and I'm feeling ok. Part of my memory is still gone, but other than that…" she said as she read Justin's shirt. "Mike's Sporting Goods. So are you working here in the mall?" she asked, changing the subject.

He nodded. "Yeah, I am actually the manager and on my lunch break. Would you like to join me?"

"Sure. I am just waiting on Sara to finish shopping. That would be great," Alison replied. As she finished talking, she couldn't help but notice the weird look Justin gave once her sister's name was mentioned, but didn't think a lot of it.

The next 20 minutes were spent laughing, catching up and more laughing. "I'm really glad we got a chance to catch up," Alison said. "It's been forever since we've seen each other."

Justin nodded. "Yeah it has been. The last I heard you had gotten married. How is married life treating you?"

"Well…actually our divorce was just finalized. I felt different after the accident and things just didn't seem right. Like I told my sister earlier, I have about a million thoughts in my head right now."

"To me, it kind of sounds like it's a matter of what your parents wanted," Justin responded. "And if I remember correctly, your parents always want the very best for their daughters."

Alison giggled. "You are right!"

A moment of silence past and Justin took a deep breath. "Listen Alison, since we are here and talking, I want to apologize for the way things ended between us."

"What do you mean?" she asked, scrunching her eyebrows.

"Well, our wedding was coming up and I was just in a weird state of mind. I don't know if it was nerves or cold feet, but I have regretted my mistakes ever since. And I am sorry."

Before Alison could respond, Sara came walking up behind Justin. Her smile instantly faded once she noticed who Alison was talking to. "Justin, hi," she said hesitantly.

It was then a memory flashed in her mind. Alison had come home early from classes and called for her sister because she wanted to talk about last minute wedding details. When she went upstairs, she heard giggling from Sara's room and when she opened the door, it was sight she never imagined seeing. There was Sara and Justin, making out on the bed and about to take things to another level.

Flashback

"What the hell is going on here?" Alison screamed as Justin and Sara broke apart.

"Baby-"

"Don't baby me," She interrupted. "With my own sister? You bastard!" she exclaimed, slapping him across the face.

"Al, I am so so sorry," Sara said.

"Sorry? No you aren't. Sisters don't make out with the other's fiancé! Especially weeks before my damn wedding!" Alison exclaimed, also slapping her sister. "I hate you both! Justin our wedding is off and neither of you talk to me again!"

It was then that Alison went straight into her room and after a good cry, she packed her bags. She had actually been thinking of ways she could tell her dad she didn't want to go to law school anymore and this was the perfect opportunity. Alison knew she had to get out of town and as far away from everyone as possible.

End Flashback

"I can't believe you both!" Alison exclaimed as she stood up. "Where you trying to pretend like nothing happened?"

"Alison," Sara began.

"Don't," she responded. "I hate you both and I can't believe you tried to cover up the truth. Both of you- never talk to me again! I hate you both!" Alison screamed as she walked away."