"You sold our house in Vermont to me."

"I think I misunderstood you. I sold the house to a couple with three kids. They said they loved the…"

"Fireplace, the sky lights by an amazing local artist, the granite countertops. I know what they said because I said it."

Fitz stepped towards her coming face to face with Liv. "How did you do that? I gave up hope and you bought the house?"

"You gave up hope after I did. And even though we weren't together or even speaking on a friendly basis, I couldn't let you sell the house to anyone else. Vermont is what we wanted. It's what we worked so hard for. Vermont was always our endgame. And it always will be. That house is ours. I could let anyone else live the dream that was ours. When I saw it was on the market, I called the agent and bought it. I paid twice as much as you wanted for it on the condition that you never know it was me. The agent fought with me about it until she realized who I was. You sold the house to me. It was always our house."

"Olivia Carolyn Pope, you an unbelievable."

"But…"

"But I love you all the more for it."

"Good, because I love you too."