[[You are all seriously awesome. I have been LOVING all of the feedback this story has been getting! You have also given me some great ideas on where I should take it. I am always open to ideas and suggestions since I don't plan my stories out farther than 1 chapter in advance. Thank you for taking the time to read and review! Oh, and remember, Ezra is a male...therefore he can't ALWAYS be a sweet heart ;) but he does get his moments here and there and who knows what the future holds in store for Ezrai!]]

A week had passed and Aria still hadn't allowed Ezra to come home. Every night he parked his car in the driveway after going out for dinner alone, and every night Aria closed every curtain and turned her cell phone on silent. She did feel a little guilty about canceling his credit card so she withdrew some money from his account and placed it in an envelope under the windshield wipers one morning while she was leaving, and Ezra was still sleeping.

Ezra felt like he was in some sort of demented purgatory. He returned home every night, but was never allowed inside. He was forced to watch his wife carrying on without him from the backseat. He didn't dare call or text Hanna, or far worse...stop by her house, if he had any hope at reconciling with Aria he needed to keep that door shut. He would stay at work as long as he could, then usually stop and eat dinner somewhere inexpensive that had wi-fi, surfing the internet until he started to get drowsy. Yet at the end of the night he always found himself back in the driveway.

He figured he would get a hotel room as soon as the bank sent him a new credit card, but they said it could take up to two weeks to arrive in the mail. That's fourteen long days of sleeping in the fetal position with a seatbelt crammed in to your back. But as the saying goes, Ezra made his bed and he knew he needed to sleep in it.

Things had gotten weird between the girls over the past week. Spencer and Emily weren't answering calls or messages from Aria. She figured that Hanna had gotten to them first and given her side of the story. She couldn't imagine how they could side with Hanna, especially if she had been honest and told them who the father was. Yet again, maybe she had been and they just didn't know what to say so they thought it would be best just not to say anything at all.

Aria had a lot of time to think, a LOT of time...She had spent an entire night crying over their wedding album.

That had been the most perfect day she could have imagined. The wedding was small, everything was lace and pearls. Just how she had envisioned it. Her bridesmaids wore halos of flowers around their heads and carried bouquets of flowers made out of book pages instead of real flowers. Ezra wore a navy blue suit, while all the groomsmen wore khakis and a navy suit jacket. Aria's gown was pure lace with cap sleeves and an open back. It was fuller at the bottom with just a little bit of crinoline peeking out around the edges and hung to her feet.

There were pictures of Spencer and Toby together, Emily catching the bouquet and Hanna giving her Maid of Honor speech. She shut the album for a minute after stumbling upon the picture of Hanna, and then reopened it. She wondered to herself what had gone so wrong, in the grand scheme of things. How did they all end up here? Aria, in a big empty house crying over snap shots ... all alone. Ezra, at the Burger King around the corner eating french fries and sucking up the free wifi... all alone. And Hanna, at home planning out how to live her life with a new baby on the way... all alone.

"Okay, okay guys. So, incase you don't know me my name is Hanna Marin and Aria and I have been best friends for about a half a dozen years. I consider her to be more than my best friend actually...Aria is like the sister that I never had, and never knew that I wanted. I remember back when we were just freshmen in high school and Aria was going through this really weird stage. Her hair was pink, she had spikes on her bracelets, she wore Doc Martens which we all know when out with the 90s...anyway...I remember looking at her and thinking that she would make it. She knew who she was, and that is who she allowed herself to be. And even if it didn't conform to the norms, she did it anyway. Her relationship with Ezra is not the norm. They met in high school...literally, and they have been together ever since. It's rare that you find a couple who is so completely devoted to one another. What you two have here is something so special and so beautiful and we could all only wish to be as lucky in love as you both are. My wish for you both is that you stay exactly as you are; Ezra...a nerdy writer who loves to watch boring movies and stay home too much. And Aria...a beautiful soul with so much talent and passion for what you love that it literally annoy me sometimes. So, to wrap this all up I will leave the two of you with a quote that I found while browsing around Pinterest trying to copy other people's Maid of Honor speeches, because let's be honest, I'm not a very great speech writer...'He loved her, of course. But better than that, he chose her. Day after day. Choice: That was the thing.'"

Aria could still hear Hanna's Maid of Honor speech echoing around in her mind when she looked at the photos. In true Hanna fashion she had gone on little tangents here and there, but the overall message she tried to convey was beautiful and Aria couldn't have imagined a more perfect send off to marital bliss.

Hanna had gone to her very first OB appointment by herself. She had no one to bring. Spencer and Emily weren't talking to her, she was sure that they had sided with Aria about this situation, and Ezra had been dodging her as well. The table that they told her to sit up on and wait for the doctor was cold. The posters that hung around the room advertised different forms of birth control. Hanna thought to herself that if she had seen them sooner she wouldn't be sitting here in this situation. The images of various stages of child birth that hung next to the birth control posters would have sealed that deal real quick.

A knock came on the door.

"Hi Hanna, I'm Dr. Wiliam," he reached out to shake her hand.

"From the urine sample we collected we can confirm your pregnancy, and from the dates that you gave us of your last ovulation you're actually a little farther along than you had expected. Right around four months." Hanna's jaw dropped.

Four months.

"Let's just take a little listen her and see if we can pick up a heart beat...I'll have you lean back and lift your shirt up for me."

The Dr. placed a cool gel on Hanna's skin and then wiggled a doppler around on her belly for several minutes before finally finding the heart beat. Hanna and the Dr. listened to the thumping sound for a minute or so before he wiped off her stomach and told her she could sit back up.

"Now...since you are so far along we will need to hurry your blood work along so we can check for any sort of abnormalities, but you are far enough that we can see gender now too."

Hanna was shocked.

She had thought she was only two months max. She hadn't even given it any thought to whether she would be having a girl or a boy.

"Uh...okay."

"When would you like to schedule that? We could get you in as early as tomorrow morning."

Hanna's eyes widened and she pulled her hair around the back of her neck to lay over her left shoulder.

"Okay...Okay yea. I can do tomorrow morning."

As she was walking out, she tried to do the calculations in her mind. Four months along, that meant she was about sixteen weeks...sixteen weeks ago was Christmas. She had spent a beautiful, albeit unexpected Christmas with Caleb.

Her heart jumped in to her throat.

She had practically forgotten. She hadn't spent any significant amount of time with Caleb in years, but he came back in to town over the holidays to visit since his Mom had passed away several years ago. He had spent time traveling the world, but came home to Rosewood for the holidays at long last.

And although Ezra was married, and Hanna was his mistress, she felt as if she had cheated when she let it slip with Caleb. She had tried her hardest to block it out of her mind, and had been successful seeing as she had never put two-and-two together that this baby could be Caleb's baby.

Maybe she hadn't ruined everything after all.