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"Remember Summer? That lovely girl you went out with a while ago?"

Tristan nodded, not bothering to tell his mother exactly what his thoughts were concerning the "lovely" Summer.

"What about her? Did something happen to her?"

"Oh no she's fine. She just came back from this wonderful little place near the cost...Milford...it's near New Haven. Have you heard of it?"

Rory held her breath. Could it be? Had Summer been the one watching them on the beach? Was that why Jeanette was so upset? She tried to lock eyes with Tristan, but he just stared at his mother, not even moving a muscle.

"Milford? No...doesn't ring a bell...but I'm sure she had a lovely time...now if it's okay with you I'd like to take Rory home"

"She saw something special at the beach"

Jeanette continued without listening to her son.

"I'm sure it's all very interesting mother, but..."

Tristan was interrupted by his mothers voice, which now sounded shrill.

"She saw you having sex on the beach...with your SISTER"
"No" Tristan calmly stated.

"Not with my sister"

He took Rory's hand and pulled her close to him.

"with my girlfriend"

As expected, Jeanette burst out in anger, screamnig and attacking them with cruel words. She yelled that they were sick, that this was immoral and illegal and that it would destroy the DuGrey reputation.

Rory was shaking all over. This was even worse than she had dreamt up in her worst nightmares. The woman she had considered her mother for eightteen years cursed her and called her a whore. Jeanette, who had devoted her life to her fosterdaughter, turned from a sweet and caring mother into someone she barely recognized.

And the worst part was that Jeanette was right. She had done everything for Rory, given her clothes and money; provided her with a home full of love; and this is how she repaid them? By ruining their name, destroying their reputation?

She let go of Tristans hand and took a few steps backwards.

"I'm so sorry"

Tears were streaming down her cheeks; she had never felt more alone or embarrassed in her life. She knew that Lorelai would find out, and that people would look at her with disgust. Once the townprincess, and now fallen so low.

"Rory"

Tristans voice pleaded with her. She didn't dare to look up in his eyes, for she knew that he had that begging puppylook on his face that would make her melt and give in. So instead she just turned around and made her way to the busstop.

If she had looked behind her she would have seen Tristans father forcing him inside. The two people she had always considered to be harmless were now so horrified by their actions that they hit Tristan when he fought to get back to Rory.

Tristan was so surprised by this that for a minute he gave up struggling. His parents pushed him into a limo that had been hidden behind the house. It drove off immediately with an – to Tristan – unknown destination.

When Rory arrived at Lorelai's place she and Chris were already waiting at the door. Lorelai looked eerily calm, which scared Rory even more than Jeanette's hysteric outburst.

"You're going to your great grandmother for a while"

Chris told her as soon as she was within hearingdistance.

"Just for a holiday...to get these nonsense out of your head"

Rory didn't even try to argue with them. She watched emotionless while her parents packed her stuff in the trunk of a cab. She didn't care about their reasons or excuses. It didn't matter anymore. People wanted her to stay away from Tristan and maybe it was for the best. She didn't want to hurt any more people than she had already done.

July 5th,

My sweet and beautiful Rory,

I miss you so much that it hurts. All I can think about is you. How you're feeling, how sad I hope you were when you found out they sent me away. I will find a way back to you Rory, this I promise you. Keep me in your heart until we are together.

Love, Tristan

July 7th,

Dear Tristan,

I wish I could be with you right now, but I don't even know where I am. They sent me to my great grandmother, so now I am living in a small house near the woods. I never do much, besides reading and thinking of you. Do you wonder what we would do if we could turn back time? Would we keep our distance or still be together, despite of what happeend and the people we hurt? I hope your parents aren't treating you miserably. If they are, please forgive me.

You are for always in my heart.

Love, Rory

July 8th,

I wish I would know a way to ease this pain. I know it must be horrible to feel this alone, without the people that raised you as their own daughter. I wish I could be with you, hold you and comfort you. I miss you so much Rory. I will make sure we are together soon!

For always,

Tristan

July 10th,

It has only been two days since I've written to you, but part of me had hoped you would have written me back by now. I can't help wondering if you're feeling as miserable as I am, or if you're going on with your life, just having fun with your friends and forgetting about me. I miss you Tristan! Please write me back!

Rory

July 12th,

Why aren't you writing me back Rory? Are you scared of what might happen when we get together again? Did you regret what happened and is that why you're not answering my letters? Or do you want to break up with me? Please don't leave me in the dark like this. I love you!

Tristan

July 15th,

Still no letter from you. I guess I just expected you to...I don't know. Are you breaking up with me? Is that what you're doing? Please...even if it is...can you just write and tell me that?

R.

Both Rory and Tristan got more miserable with each day that passed. They didn't know that the other wasn't home, and Jeanette and Lorelai burnt their letters to eachother without bothering to open them.

July 25th,

So...I guess this is it huh? Your silence has made it pretty clear that you don't want to be in my life anymore. Too bad. It could have been so beautiful.

Goodbye my love, Tristan

July 25th,

I'm sorry. Whatever it was that made you decide to stop loving me, I'm sorry. I just wish you would have done it differently. I would have understood if you had written it to me, but for some reason you didn't. Good luck in the rest of your life.

Rory
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