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U look down at the business card on my lap for the hundredth time this morning

Evans Pediatrics.

Do I dare? Do I dare go?

I would be lying if I said I don't wonder what it would be like to see him again. Ask him how he is doing...

I shake my head.

No, Mercedes. It's a horrible idea.

"It's a bad idea." I whisper, Convincing myself.

The bathroom door opens and Jane comes out fresh out of the shower with the towel around her and her hair dripping wet down her back.

"Do you have any idea how hard it is to shower like this?" She asks, raising ber left arm. She wrapped a plastic bag around her arm, just below her elbow, so the cast wouldn't get wet.

"You better get used to it." I tells her as I place the business card in my purse. "Do you want me to help you change?"

"No." She says as she pulls the towel off. She's already wearing her bra and underwear. "Like you said, I better get used to it."

"Okay," I say as I stand up. "Im going to shower and then we'll leave around two or something."

"Wait, we're already leaving? I thought we were staying."

I shake my head. "We're not. We already stayed long enough," I say as I go through my bag. I ran out of clean clothes so I go with the jeans and V-neck blouse I wore on the day we got here. Thank God they didn't get dirty.

"Cedes?"

Huh?" I ask ask I look for my last clean pair of panties.

"Why did you lie to me about Sam? You told me you divorced him."

I freeze then straighten up and look at her. "Were practically divorced."

She shakes her head. "No you're not. You're still married to him."

I take a deep breath. "I don't-"

"Want to talk about it." She finishes for me. "I'm not a little girl anymore, Mercedes. Don't you trust me?

I look at her. "Of course I do. There's just no point in talking about this. He is in my past and we're leaving and I'll probably never see him again,"I say as I grab my clothes. "Now I am going to shower and then we'll be on our way, okay?"

"Okay," She says quietly as she begins to tug on the plastic bag.

I turn around and go into the bathroom without another word. Jane was fourteen when I got married so of course she still remembers him. When I returned to Arizona, I told her I had divorced him so she would stop asking me about him. It wasn't entirely a lie. We were separated and I was never going to see him again. All that tie us now are signatures on a piece of paper.

Curiosity almost got the best of me right now and curiosity killed the cat so it's best if we just leave. I take a quick shower and then change and comb my hair. Jane is still not dressed when I walk out of the bathroom.

"I tried to put on jeans and failed," She says. "Can you help me put this dress on? She asks holding the dress with her good hand

I smile. "I knew you would need my help.

"Don't flatter yourself," She says with a smile as she raises her arms.

I put the dress over her head and through her arms then zip it up on the back. This reminds me of when she was a little girl and I would dress her for school. She sits on the bed and flicks through the channels on the TV while I pack

"Have you even called Quinn? We don't have the car remember?" Jane points out as she watches TV.

"Oh, damnmit," I say as I pressed my fingers against my forehead. "I forgot about the damn car."

Quinn dropped us off at a hotel last night and promised to come today so she could drive us to the beach. I didn't realize until now that I don't even know if you could park overnight there. I reach for my phone and call Quinn but we still have to wait at least two hours until she gets here.

"I can't believe I forgot." I sigh as I sit next to Jane.

She shrugs. "We can watch a movie."

I take out my phone and Googled the parking lot hours of the beach. "Well, damn,"

"What?" Jane asks turning to look at me.

"We can't park overnight without a permit. The car might've been towed." I close my eyes and take a deep breath. "Why didn't I think of this last night?"

"Damn, that sucks."

I nod. "There will probably be a ticket and a fee..." I shake my head. "I can't believe this is happening."

"Don't get ahead though. Maybe we'll get lucky and it'll be there."

I sigh."I hope so"

I lean my head back on the wall and close my eyes. I think I end up taking a short nap because the sound of someone knocking on the door makes me open my eyes.

I stand up and walk to the door. I unlock it then pull it open. "Quinn, thank God-" I stop because standing in front of me isn't Quinn.

Sam seems taller than I remembered him, though it's probably because I haven't seen him in such a long time. He is wearing a gray suit with a white dressed shirt underneath and shiny, black shoes.

His blond hair is cut short on the sides with the hair longer on top of his head. The dark stubble and dark circles under his eyes make him look older and tired at the same time. He looks so different from the Sam I met back in college and I stare at him, feeling like I'm looking at a ghost.

I watch as his green eyes scan my body as if he can't believe I'm standing in front of him. I never thought I would see him again and I have a bittersweet feeling about having Sam in front of me right now. Part of me admires how handsome he is, reminding me of one of the reasons I fell in love with him, while the other part of me reminds me why I decided to leave him three years ago..

My heart is beating hard against my chest.

"S-Sam." I finally chock out, breaking the silence. "What are you doing here? Did Quinn tell you I was here?" I ask, my voice getting louder with anger.

A frown crosses his handsome face. "Quinn knows you're here?"

"I called him,"

I turn around to look at Jane. "You what?

"called his office and told him you were here." She sighs. "I know. You can yell at me when we get home." She reaches for her phone. "I'll be in the lobby," She says walking past me. She stops in front of Sam and looks up at him. "You're welcome," She says then walks out without another word.

I watch her in disbelief. Oh, she is so grounded. Sam doesn't take his eyes off of me. I suddenly begin to get self-conscious about how I look. My hair is probably frizzy as it always is after it air dries after a shower. I'm not wearing any make up and I'm wearing dirty clothes. Go figure.

"Do you want to come in?" I finally ask avoiding his gaze. He was starting to intimidate me and know he's not going to leave until we talk now that he's here.

Sam already had this aura about him that made you feel inferior when you were around him. I don't think he's even aware of it. He takes a few steps and walks into the room and I close the door behind him.

When I turn around, I gasp when Damian puts his arms around me and embraces me in a tight hug. He is taller than me so my face is close to his neck. After a moment, I put my arms on his shoulders cautiously. I close my eyes as I smell him.

He still uses the same cologne I bought him on his birthday the last time we spent it together. Something inside me warms at the thought and I realize just how much I've missed him. I don't know how long we stand like that. It feels like an eternity yet, at the same time, it doesn't feel like enough. After a moment, I feel his arms around my waist loosen and I open my eyes and take a step back.

His arms fall to his sides as he shakes his head."I didn't think I was ever going to see you again."

I lower my gaze. "Me either."

He raises his hand as if to reach for me then stops and drops it to his side. "Mercedes-where the hell have you been? Why did you leave? Why did you run away?" There is anger in his voice thatI can't ignore.

Oh God. I'm so not ready to have this conversation. I've avoided all of these questions when Quinn asked me but it's different with Sam..

"Sam I-really don't want to have this conversation," I say, hoping he hears the beg behind my words.

He clenches his jaw. "You told Quinn you were here and net me?"

I looked up at him. "I didn't tell her I was here. It was a coincidence that I saw her at the beach."

He shakes his head. "And she didn't tell me...

"I made her promise she wouldn't tell you I was here."

"Why?" He asks looking at me. He shakes his head in disbelief. "I'm your husband, Mercedes. You do remember that, right?"

I purse my lips. "Yes, I know that."

He frowns. "How could you do that? How could you just walk out and never come back?" He reaches out and puts his hands on my arms. "Do you have any idea of what I've done to try to find you? I searched everywhere and--you just disappeared. Why? Where the hell have you been all this time?"

"Will you please let me go" I ask him.

He looks at me for a moment and then he lets his arms drop to his sides. Before I can say anything, his phone begins to ring. He sighs, looking annoyed, as he reaches for it in his pocket. "What is it?" He answers.

I walk past him, to the bed, and reach for my purse while he talks on the phone. I have a text from Jane telling me that Quinn is down in the lobby with her. I grab purse.

"Where are you going?" Sam asks when I turn around.

"Quinn is down in the lobby. SHe's going to take me to get my car," I say, avoiding his gaze.

He takes a step towards me. "Mercedes, we are not done here."

I sigh. "What's the point of even having this conversation? I have fo go back home, back to my life"

"This is your life." He interrupts. "Here, with me."

I look up at him. "Sam, nothing is going to change. I have a job, Jane has school. We have to go." I reach for the room card then walk out of the room with him following close behind me. Quinn and Jane are waiting for us in the lobby.

Quinn stands up when she sees us and I can see her body tense a bit when she sees Sam behind me.

"Sam," Quinn says slowly.

"You and I are going to talk later."

Sam promises. "Right now, I need you to get Mercedes's car with Jane while Mercedes and I talk"

I turn to look at him. "Samuel-"

"I need an explanation, Mercedes ," He says Looking at me with a desperate look in his eyes. "Don't you think you owe me at least that?"

We stare at each other for a moment. I'm fighting with myself. I know I do owe him an explanation but I'm scared to where that can lead. My mind wonders to what I would be doing right now if I was back in the safe state of Arizona, away from him. Today is Monday so I would be working. probably catehing up to where I left off on Thursday. I would be greeting customers as they walked inside the bank while the tellers helped them with their transactions.

"Okay," I finally say turning to look at Jane. "Are you going to be okay?"

"Yes," She says.

I nod slowly then look at Quinn. "Please take care of her. No bars or clubs and don't take her with your friends."

Quinn half smiles."I don't hang out with the same people you know."

"Hard to believe." I try to smile.

"Don't worry, we're just gonna go to a strip club." She teases.

"Stop it." I warn.

He chuckles as he grabs my suitcase and Jane's. "Ready?" He asks her.

She nods as she glances at Sam nervously and then smiles at me. "Bye."

"Bye," I say but she's already following Quinn outside. I stand there for a moment, feeling Sam's gaze on me.

"Okay," I say nervously. "Let's go."

Is Mercedes being selfish????

What was the real reason she left?

What have Sam been up to while his wife was going?

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