Reba got into her car and turned on the ignition. "I swear, that man. Always runnin' from a problem, never wants to sit down and talk about it." She thought to herself. "What's gunna happen when we get married? Is he gunna run away and try and 'find himself again'... cut it out Reba, you don't even know if you guys are back together again...and you're already talkin' marriage."she calmed herself down, and drove to Brock's condo.

When she arrived, she parked her car, and got out. She checked her appearance in the rear-view mirror. Reba locked her car, and walked up to the door. Normally she would just walk in, but considering the situation they were in now, she'd rather not. She ringed the door bell a few times, before she heard female voice yell: "Coming!". "Why does that voice sound so familiar?" she thought to herself.

The female opened the door. She was a dark blond haired woman, tall and thin. She looked familiar, veryfamiliar. That's when it hit Reba.

"Hello...Whoa Reba?" asked the blond.

"Tiffany...?" she asked. "The girl I shared a dorm with, that's the girl he goes for?"

"Wow, I haven't seen you since college, how have you been?" asked Tiffany.

"Fine, but if you don't mind, I did stop by to reminisce, I came to talk to Brock." Reba said sternly.

"Did you come to steal him away from me...again? Like you did in college?" the woman said with an attitude.
"Oh give me a break, one date and you think you're married to the guy." answered Reba.

"WELL MAYBE NOW I'LL ACTUALLY GET TO MARRY HIM." yelled Tiffany.

"As much as I'd love to stay here and chit-chat, I have to talk to Brock." she said walking inside only to be blocked by Tiffany. "Excuse me." she said.

"I'm sorry but...Brock and I are in the middle of something. We're kinda busy, so if you don't mind..." she said and then that's when Reba noticed what was going on. The candles, the lights low, music playing. He had obviously moved on, she was too late. He was planning on doing something that he might not get to change back. Tears filled her eyes as she looked around, just then Brock walked into the living room of the condo.

"Listen...Tiffany...I don't think I can-...Reba?" said Brock obviously noticing her presence.

When her eyes met his, tears started to pour down her face as she ran out the door, unsure of what was going to happen next.

Hey guys, I updated!! sorry if this chapter has any grammar or spelling mistakes, I wrote this while watching Matched in Manhattan on lifetime lol. Please review, I should have the next chapter up in a few days.