Lou sunk to the floor by the sink. She put her head in her hands. What was she doing? Getting angry at Amy, lying to everyone at home….Lou didn't like where this was headed. She didn't like this new situation. Georgie's words rung in her ears. The day he loses control, mom, is the day where everything will be over. Lou knew she needed to end things with Warren, and she needed to do it fast. She couldn't wait any longer. Lou took out her phone and texted Warren, asking if she could come over.

His reply took less than a minute. Lou expected as much; he was a fast replier. He said to come over whenever. Lou looked at the clock. It was almost nine. Lou quickly went into her room and got her purse. She didn't check on Katie because Georgie was looking after her. Lou headed out the front door straight away, not letting anyone know where she was going. In the rush, she left her phone at home.

Lou got into her SUV and drove to the apartment. It took no more than fifteen minutes. Lou parked her SUV on the side of the road and then made her way to the third floor of Warren's apartment building. Lou was about to buzzer when a young couple made their way out. Lou took the opportunity and she went through. She walked to the elevator and pressed for the third floor. She felt butterflies in her stomach; it was as if they were warning her not to go in. Suddenly Lou remembered what she had said to Georgie, about doing this in a public space, somewhere he couldn't lay a hand on her. It's too late now, he already knows I'm coming….

Lou arrived at his apartment and took a deep breath. She knocked.

He answered the door almost right away. Lou jolted when she heard the lock switch. When the door opened she forced a tight smile to her face. "Hi."

He grunted. "Come in." When Lou stepped in, he quickly asked her, "So, what did you want to talk about?"

"Warren, look—I want to be completely honest with you. I just don't think it's working out with you and me."

"What? What's not working out?"

"Just...us. Before we move forward, I need to get the divorce finalized, or else there could be problems with my kids' custody."

"That has nothing to do with us, though."

"No, it does. But I'm not saying no forever. And it's not just that...I made a mistake getting into a relationship, when really, I should be focusing on my kids' wellbeing."

"Where does that leave us?"

Lou saw he was getting agitated. She had to think fast. "Warren, look—"

"No, no. Don't give me that, okay? I get it. You don't want to be with me."

Lou breathed in sharply.

"It's because of this morning, isn't it? Because I came over without calling. Well, I won't do that anymore. I get that you're extremely busy, and that you have your daughters to worry about, but….we can make this work. I know it," he said with a lot of conviction.

"Warren, you're not listening to me. This has nothing to do with this morning, or….or—"

"Or what? What are you talking about?"

"Nothing, it's—"

Warren cut her off by slamming his hand onto her chest, making her fall to the floor. "You want to leave so badly, then just say it!" He bellowed.

Lou scuffled back. "Warren, calm down—please! I need to get home to my girls. Please, my daughters are waiting at home for me!" Lou pleaded.

He walked over, grabbed her by the shoulders and stood her up. He brought his hand to the back of her head and pulled her hair back violently. She cried out in pain. What happened after that was a blur.

She came back into consciousness when she heard someone come into the apartment. In a daze, she looked over. It was someone Lou was sure she recognized, someone she had seen around Warren's building before….but she couldn't quite make out the person. Her vision was hazy and her head was killing her.

As if in a dream, she watched as the man approached Warren. They exchanged some words—angrily. Warren eventually backed away. He left his apartment. The neighbour approached Lou. She moved back instantly, but when she saw he didn't mean any harm, she stopped. He told her to stay still because if she didn't, her wounds would get worse. Wounds? What wounds? Lou moved a hand to her stomach, and she could feel something. She brought her hand back, her fingers stained with blood.

He saw her begin to fret. "Hey...hey you're okay. I'm calling for help. You'll be at a hospital in no time, okay?" He consoled Lou.

Lou looked at the man. She nodded slightly. "Okay."

On the other side of town, Georgie was asleep in her bed, having nightmares.

Lou walked into the house, injured and upset. She was breathing hard. Georgie ran up to her and asked what had happened. Lou's only reply was, "I deserved this." Georgie asked again, and she shook her head, whimpering, and she gave the same reply.

Georgie gasped awake. Georgie looked at her clock. It was five in the morning...she figured she may as well get up now, so she got out of bed and headed to the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face. Twenty minutes later, she got dressed and was about to head out to the barn when she realized Lou's door was swinging wide open. Georgie knew something was off, because Lou never left her door open at night, and she couldn't be awake yet. Lou usually got up at six.

She headed toward her mom's room only to find it empty, the lights still on. Georgie's heart constricted inside her chest. She walked forward and found that Lou's phone was at home. She picked it up and unlocked it. There were texts from Warren….Georgie scrolled up and saw that Lou had asked to come over the night before because she wanted to talk.

Talk about what?

Suddenly it dawned on Georgie. Her heart was beating so fast, and she felt so light headed that she couldn't stand on her own anymore. She held onto Lou's bed frame and stood there a second, trying to collect herself. What would Georgie do now? Jack and Tim had already left town that morning, so they wouldn't be able to help. Why had Lou left her phone at home? And why hadn't she come home all night?

No….mom, what have you done?