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Chapter 2
Monica handed the napkins to Ross and turned to her husband.
"Chandler, what's wrong?" Chandler just glared at her. He was so angry, he loved Monica,but he was furious with her.
"You had lunch with Richard again?"
"I..um..well, how did you know?" She was sure that Chandler would never find out about that. Richard and her had made a promise, to never metion it again. Monica knew Chandler couldn't handle it. Even if they were just friends.
"He left a message on the answering machine" Chandler began pacing the floor of Central Perk.
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you, I just know how you get about these things."
"You still love him don't you?" Chandler had stopped pacing and stood leaning on the couch in the small coffee house.
"What? No Chandler! I love you and only you." Monica walked over next to her husband. He walked away. He pushed through the incoming crowd and headed back up to the apartment he shared with Monica. Monica followed behind him.
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Monica and Chandler spent the rest of the day arguing in their apartment. Around nine that evening Chandler finally ended the arguing. He stormed out of the apartment, and across the hall to see Joey. Monica sighed and turned to the window with tears streaming down her face. She looked across into the living room of her brother's apartment where he sat with a sleeping Emma and Rachel, watching television.
She smiled to herself, hoping this whole Richard thing would blow over soon, and that could be her and Chandler. Monica grabbed her coat and wandered off into the cold, dark streets of Manhattan.
Chapter 2
Monica handed the napkins to Ross and turned to her husband.
"Chandler, what's wrong?" Chandler just glared at her. He was so angry, he loved Monica,but he was furious with her.
"You had lunch with Richard again?"
"I..um..well, how did you know?" She was sure that Chandler would never find out about that. Richard and her had made a promise, to never metion it again. Monica knew Chandler couldn't handle it. Even if they were just friends.
"He left a message on the answering machine" Chandler began pacing the floor of Central Perk.
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you, I just know how you get about these things."
"You still love him don't you?" Chandler had stopped pacing and stood leaning on the couch in the small coffee house.
"What? No Chandler! I love you and only you." Monica walked over next to her husband. He walked away. He pushed through the incoming crowd and headed back up to the apartment he shared with Monica. Monica followed behind him.
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Monica and Chandler spent the rest of the day arguing in their apartment. Around nine that evening Chandler finally ended the arguing. He stormed out of the apartment, and across the hall to see Joey. Monica sighed and turned to the window with tears streaming down her face. She looked across into the living room of her brother's apartment where he sat with a sleeping Emma and Rachel, watching television.
She smiled to herself, hoping this whole Richard thing would blow over soon, and that could be her and Chandler. Monica grabbed her coat and wandered off into the cold, dark streets of Manhattan.