Angela collapsed onto her couch. It had been a long frustrating day. Gill had been extra moody about something, and had made the day more difficult. Angela could also not get a certain blond man out of her head. It had been a few weeks since their encounter on Mount Gelato. The encounter had not really changed anything between them, but at the same time it had. Angela was finding herself thinking about him more than was comfortable. Molly was no help, often Molly would make faces when they were at the bar and he was there. Or at home Molly would ask if she had seen him recently. Her younger sister almost seemed more interested Angela's love life than her own; If you could really call it a love life. It was another reason why Angela had opted to go straight home, when typically she would stay at the bar for a bit when her sister was working. Angela closed her eyes and let a long breath. She heard a knock on the door. Angela's eyes opened and she glared at the door. She was not in the mood for company.

"Does no one ever call before showing up?" Angela mumbled to herself. She slowly eased herself off the couch, and slumped towards the door. She found herself face to face with her ex fiance Darryn. Angela's jaw dropped as she saw him standing before her. For a moment she wondered if she was seeing things. She closed her eyes, and opened them again. He was still standing there.

"Hello Angela," he greeted. "May I come in?" Angela stepped back and let him into the house. It was surreal seeing him standing in the small farmhouse. "You live here now? How quaint." She could hear the disdain in her voice.

"Darryn," Angela said, crossing her arms in front of her chest. "What are you doing here?"

"Angela, I miss you," He stated plainly, he reached out to touch her, she backed away.

"What do you want Darryn?" She asked, glaring at him.

"Baby, I want you. Isn't that clear? I want you back. I want you to come back to the city with me. I want to build a life with you, and if Molly is a part of that life, then I don't mind that either. I realized I made a huge mistake," Darryn pleaded. Angela stood in silence for a moment searching Darryn's face, he appeared to be telling he truth.

"Darryn..."

"Angela, don't say anything right now. Just think about it. "Darryn pleaded. I am going to be staying in the Inn for a few nights, please, just think about it. Can you at least do that?"

"I guess so," Angela breathed out. Darryn smiled, giving her a hug.

"Thank you! Good night baby." He left her standing in the middle of her living room. She hugged her arms, and stared at the door.

XxXx

Angela was struggling to concentrate at work the next day. It appeared that Gill was equally as distracted though. It was clear to Angela that no real work was going to be done today. She stared at a ledger, thinking about Darryn. He had been the last person that she had expected to show up at her door. She also thought about Gray, nothing had really happened between the two of them, but she couldn't help but think about him too. She had always thought that Darryn was tall, being almost six foot, but when he was standing in her living room, he had seemed so much shorter now. Compared to Gray he was. Why was she even comparing the two?

The door to town hall bust open and a short pink hair girl walked in. Gill's face flushed.

"Luna, what are you doing here?" Gill asked. He looked towards Angela uncomfortably.

"We need to settle this," the girl responded stubbornly.

"Not here, Luna I'm working!" Gill chided.

"I don't care Gill!" Luna insisted. Gill glanced balefully at Angela.

"You can leave, I can take care of things here," Angela assured.

"Um... are you sure?" Gill asked.

"You covered for me when Elli was delivering her baby, go ahead," Angela prodded. It would be easier for Angela to think things through without him there anyway. Gill gave an uncertain smile.

"Thanks." He stepped from behind the counter, and took the arm of the pink-haired girl.

"Thank you Angela!" Luna crooned. Angela watched them walk out together hand in hand. She'd had no idea that Gill was dating the tailor's young granddaughter. She smiled when thinking about them together. They did really seem like a perfect pair, they were both ambitious, and they both seemed to have a singular goal of making a lot of money. She shook her head, she didn't need to be thinking about them right now, she had enough problems of her own.

XxXx

Her hands were shaking as she knocked on the door of Darryn's room at the Inn. She had spent all day thinking about what she was going to say to him. He opened the door and his bright hazel eyes sparkled as he smiled.

"Hello Angela, I didn't expect to see you tonight. Not that I'm complaining." He hugged her, then stepped back to let her in the room. Angela stepped in. Darryn came forward and kissed her. Angela's decision was cemented even further by the time he pulled away.

"Darryn, I have made my decision," Angela whispered softly. "I'm not going to go back to the city with you. My home is here now."

"Well if it's just about that, then I can move here, I would follow you anywhere Angela, I would do anything. I just want to be with you." Angela drew in a sharp breath. She had so desperately wanted to hear that from him months ago before she had left for Waffle Island. When he had issued the ultimatum, she had hoped that he would come back and say these words. Now that they were being said to her, she no longer felt that longing.

"No Darryn. I'm sorry, I'm just not in love with you anymore." As she heard herself saying those words, she realized just how true they were. Darryn was looking into her eyes. She could see him looking for any sign that she wasn't serious. "I'm sorry Darryn, it would be best for the both of us if you just went back to the city. Alone."

"Angela, how could you just throw away all that we had?" Darryn asked. Angela stared at him incredulously for a moment. She was stunned by what he had just said. Finally, it was anger that bubbled up to the surface.

"How could I throw it away? You gave me an ultimatum, an unfair one at that. Darryn you are the one who wouldn't bend! Now you stand here telling me I am throwing this away? How dare you! Goodbye Darryn!" Angela shouted. With that said, she walked out of the small room, and away from Darryn for the last time.

XxXx

"So he just showed up on your doorstep?" Kevin asked Angela incredulously. Angela nodded. It had been one day since she walked out of the room and away from the man she used to love.

"If I had been home, I would have given that jerk a piece of mind!" Molly asserted. Angela had never told Molly the reason why her and Darryn had broken up; but after living on Waffle Island for a while, Molly had come to her own conclusions about it. She had a sneaking suspicion that their break up had something to her.

"What did he say exactly?" Kevin asked. They were sitting in Kevin's living room after a nice family dinner. Elli and Molly were doing the dishes in the kitchen. Angela was holding her sweet nephew.

"Um... he said that he made a mistake, and that he wanted me back," Angela explained.

"Wow," Elli chimed in. "He had a lot of nerve showing up again, just thinking you'd take him back."

"Yeah, it was a bit odd," Angela stated. "But it's over now."

"Well personally I think you could do better!" Molly asserted. Angela looked up at her sister, who had changed so much since they had moved to Waffle Island. It had been a soothing move for both sisters. Without even realizing it, Waffle Island had become truly become home for both of them.

XxXx

Molly brought another cocktail to Owen. She wondered how Kathy put up with him being at the bar drunk all the time. To make matters worse, he was always hitting on Molly when Kathy wasn't around.

"Thanksh bootiful," Owen sloshed. "Lesh hang out shometime."

"I don't think your wife would like that," Molly countered. She gave him an artificial smile and walked away. She was getting good at ignoring his comments. It was late and almost closing time, Owen would always end up closing the bar out. Even after everyone he knew had left.

"He's at it again huh?" Hayden asked gruffly. Molly got the sense that Hayden was not too fond is his son-in-law. She didn't blame him one bit.

"I just ignore it," Molly advised, not wanting to make it a bigger deal that it was.

"Well if it isn't miss destruction," a voice sneered behind her. Molly froze. She would have recognized Darryn's voice anywhere. Quickly composing herself, she turned to look at him.

"What is it exactly that you want?" She asked. She folded her arms across her chest. Darryn grabbed her roughly.

"You are a little bitch you know that? Someone should put you in your place!" Darryn shouted.

"Let go of me!" Molly shouted back. She was struggling against him, but it was no use, he was much stronger than she was. It was starting to hurt. "You're the reason we're no longer together! I wanted to marry your sister, but she wouldn't abandon you! You spoiled brat!"

Hayden had come around from behind the bar, Chase had as well. They pulled Darryn off her, Chase wrapped his arms around Molly.

"That's enough!" Hayden commanded. His voice boomed. Darryn glared at Molly.

"This isn't over," he snarled. At that moment Chase let her go and walked in between her and Darryn.

"That's where you are wrong, it is over," He said. There was a finality in his voice. Darryn backed away.

"I suggest you leave on tomorrow's boat," Hayden added. Darryn glared at Molly once more before leaving.

"Thanks," Molly breathed out. She was shaking slightly. This was not the Darryn she had known. He had always been so sophisticated. It had frightened her to see him so angry.

"Are you okay?" Chase asked. His voice was full of concern.

"Yeah, I'm fine," Molly sighed. The reality of what Darryn said to her hit her. Angela had broken up with him out of loyalty to her. She thought of how selfish she had been when finding out about the breakup and move to Waffle Island. Guilt overcame her then, and she blinked back tears.

"Do you believe him?" Chase asked.

"Darryn's many things but he's not a liar," Molly sighed. "Please don't tell Angela about this."

"Your secret is safe with me," Hayden assured. Molly glanced at Owen. Hayden's eyes followed. "He's too drunk to remember this anyway, even if he does, I'll make sure he stays quiet. Why don't you take her home Chase, I can handle cleaning up."

Chase nodded, and took Molly's arm lightly. She allowed herself to led out of the bar, she was lost in thought thinking about what Darryn had told her.