After two hours of exceptional food, embarrassing toasts, and an array of sometimes hilarious and sometimes helpful advice from Alex's wives, they're finally able to make their exit to the awaiting town car. Emily and JJ hug before they live, and Will kisses her before they leave.
The hotel is beautiful, lovely, and neither Emily nor Will notice a single inch of it.
The next morning, JJ and Henry check out of their own hotel and move into the house. JJ is awestruck at how well everything came together, and actually starts to cry when she sees how excited Henry is about his new room. He tugs on her pant leg with a worried look at this, tells her not to be sad. She picks him up, sits down on his bed with him on her lap. "I'm not sad, sweetheart. Sometimes people cry when they're so happy that all the happiness has to come out."
After a breakfast in bed, Will and Emily head out to New York. Emily catches up on work with her laptop during the ride over as Will uses his tablet to skype with Henry and JJ, letting Henry excitedly run around the house and show him all the new things like a hyperactive and forgetful tour guide.
The weekend is good, transformative. They learn new things to love about one another with every passing moment. Between spending time alone, occasionally venturing outside to eat, a trip to the pool that evening, and a spa appointment Sunday morning, the weekend passes by far too quickly.
Emily thinks of the fact that he's going back to JJ that night on their train ride home. She feels the pain, accepts it, lets it pass.
It isn't as hard as Emily imagined would be. That evening, after they put Henry to bed, Will kisses Emily by the door and follows JJ out the door.
Emily just lets him go. Peace, she thinks. For the love that they share. For her best friend, who opened her heart and let her husband go too. Peace, for their child asleep in his room, for their child inside her.
It's hard work, but it's hard work they chose.