Hiii everybody. Back with another chapter. Hope you're enjoying 3 xoxo -A

Miranda suddenly looked a little bit pale. Sometimes people forget how small her frame is. She's just over 5'6" without heels. And without her power suits and big dresses, she almost looks a bit frail.

"Why are you asking me that?"

Andy couldn't resist to let out a sigh. But she wasn't going to answer that because it was a pointless question - one that dodges. So she just waited.

"I haven't been in love with anybody in a long time, Andrea... I... like you. I don't know if I'm capable of loving someone. I guess, apart from my daughters."

She's stuttering? That has never happened before. Andy tried, with all her efforts, to not let her guard down. Because that was how she got hurt the first time. She needs an answer, a clear one, so she kept waiting.

"I just... nobody has been as close to me as you have and I don't know what it is I feel."

Miranda took a step towards Andy, slowly and without breaking eye contact. She moves with such grace.

"But I know I made a mistake. I should not have dismissed that... night, that we had together. And maybe I should not have let that happen either because I was uncertain then and I wasn't ready, and I wish so much, Andrea, that I did not hurt you like that."

Andy felt a weight at the back of her throat but she tried desperately not to swallow it or change the way her face looked. She has to be strong, Miranda can sense weakness and she needed to be calm and collected and listen to what she's saying, instead of closing the distance between them and hugging Miranda. Focus. Don't start feeling things now.

Trying her best to sound evenhanded, Andy tried to enunciate her every word, "So what do you want now? What are you ready for now? With me."

Miranda looked down and flattened the curve of her nightgown. Andy felt the air moving slower somehow around them. She was trying to breathe slowly, albeit noting her racing heartbeats. But still she waited for what felt like eternity, until Miranda finally looked up and said,

"I could love you. I want to try. I want to start over. With you. I'm ready now."

Was that enough? There are barrels of thoughts running through Andy's head and each one of them flying towards her before exploding mid air, and she couldn't catch or read any of the thoughts.

Was this everything I wanted?

"Andrea, please, I am taking a leap of faith here. I want this to work. I couldn't stop thinking about you the past couple of years and I think I need you. And even if something romantic didn't work out, I want you in my life. Please. I am so sorry for everything from the past."

Is Miranda Priestly asking me out?

She wanted to say something. She wanted to respond. But she had so many questions too - what would that look like? Would they be openly dating? What about the twins? What about the repercussions on Miranda's career? What about my career?

"Look, I know this is a lot, and you have every right to take your time and be overwhelmed... just know that I am truly sorry. I can call a cab for you and..."

Miranda was stopped in the middle of her sentence when Andy finally gave way to what she had wanted to do for so long. She had heard enough, and maybe it was not enough to decide where they go next, but it was enough for right now. She saw the vulnerability and the sincerity. Miranda was sorry, and she needed to kiss her.

To hold Miranda's face and to press her lips on hers.

Maybe it is everything I ever wanted.