Finally, it all blurted out of Fran. "Oh Maaax! It was so awful. The party, I was soo happy, I thought I belonged there, everyone would accept me. Then I heard the girls in the kitchen. I was just the laughing gag of the night. They were just making fun behind our backs. To them, I'm just a floozy from Queens who hooks up with a millionaire. I'll never fit into your world. You'll just be ashamed of me eventually. I'll only ruin your reputation and your business. The dream was horrible. I felt so naked, ashamed and humiliated. I was looking for you and then I saw you and CC; happily united, the perfect couple! I am not CC and never will be." She threw herself into his arms and cried even harder, "But I love you sooo much, like I've never loved anyone before. I don't want to lose you..." Maxwell just held her tightly, stroking her back "Shhhshh it's okay, ssssshh." Fran buried her face and cried until no more tears came. For a long time they sat there, Fran clinging tightly to him. Maxwell held her close and talked soothingly to her and tried his best to calm her down. Eventually Fran's crying subsided and her sobs came at longer intervals. Gently, Maxwell laid her back in her pillows. He retrieved a tissue from the box and tenderly dabbed away the tears. Fran blinked up at him in love. He stroked the loose curls from her face. Then he grasped both her hands. "Darling! Listen to me carefully! Okay? Fran nodded.