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Tiana heard a knock at her door. It was the morning after the very telling therapy session and she still felt shaken up. She left there and went straight to Charlotte's house then came home about twelve o'clock in the morning. It was nine now. When she came home Naveen was not waiting for her.

The knock came again. After rubbing her eyes with the heel of hand, Tiana swung her legs over her bed and went to the door.

"Oh, you're here." Naveen took a step back in surprise when she answered the door.

"Uh, yeah." Tiana rubbed her eyes so violently that she saw swirly colors and stars. "I was at Charlottes. Got home at twelve." She explained.

"Uh huh," Naveen nodded. "Can I uh, can I come in?" He rubbed the back of his neck nervously.

"Oh uh yes, of course." Tiana stood to the side and welcomed him in. "Sorry about the mess." She moved out of her and Naveen's room about a month ago and put her things where she knew she could find them. She called it chaotic clean while Naveen just called it chaotic. Tiana sat down on the part of the bed that had no covers.

Naveen moved a shirt from off of the bed and threw it onto the floor, where the rest of the mess lay. He sat down across from her and examined the room. He knew Tiana liked things messy, she claimed that she could find things better that way. He could not see she her vision, he liked things clean and right in front of him.

"So," Tiana clapped her hands silently together and leaned forward. "Whats up?"

Naveen wanted to tell her to drop her act but she was not acting. Even though she was tired, she was a morning person. A very happy, morning person.

"I uh," He looked at his hands. "I wanted to talk to you about yesterday."

"Oh," Tiana leaned away from him and bowed her head.

"I know that it must of have been hard for you, to say what you did and Tiana Im-"

"Don't say it. I heard it too much already and I don't want to hear it from you too." Tiana stopped him. "I know that you're sorry. I know that you wish you were somehow there for me but if I wanted you there I would have called you. If I wanted you to worry I would have told you." She slowly lifted her head to meet his gaze."I forgive you." She touched his hand.

"Dammit, Tiana." Naveen took away his hand and stood up.

"Na-"

"No, stop. I dont your philosophy, I don't want your forgiveness. I just want to talk. Please, Tiana. Can we just talk?" He pinched the bridge of his nose.

"About what?"

"Anything, I don't care."

"Um, okay." She nodded and moved further up on her bed then waited for him to sit back down on the bed.

Naveen took a deep breath and sat down in his spot again.

"Where do you want to start?" She asked after a couple of seconds of silence.

"The photos. Tiana, you have to know that, that wasn't what it looked like." He started off.

"Then what was it?" She looked at her hands. She had not forgotten about those photos.

"It was a gag gift." He scooted more onto the bed so that he was close enough to take her hands in his. "The boys couldn't believe that me, of all people, would take a fidelity oath. So they sent her over, as a joke. We didn't do anything, mon cherie, I swear. She pushed her way in then the boys came and got her then took me to my bachelor party." He explained further.

Tiana was silent for a moment. Taking in all the information. Then she began to smile which turned into a soft laugh.

"I believe you," She lifted her head and looked him in the eyes. She got off the bed and went to one of her drawers. "So, a gag gift huh?" She chuckled as she ruffled through her middle drawer.

"Yeah," Naveen leaned back on the headboard and put his hands behind his head.

"Here," Tiana took out a photo and handed it to him. "Bachelorette party." She explained.

Naveen took in the picture of Tiana between two very muscular barely dressed men.

"I wasn't going to say anything about your photo because I knew it was before we were married. One of your friends accidentally sent me a picture of your party." She laughed to herself as she sat on the edge of the bed, her leg tucked under her. "But, you began to accuse and I got angry, so uh, yeah." She chuckled.

Naveen shook his head in disbelief.

"Im keeping this," He said as he put it in his pocket.

"I have copies," Tiana smirked. "So um, I guess my turn?"

"Well, you usually don't announce your turn in a conversation." Naveen chuckled. Tiana rolled her eyes as she thought about what to talk about.

"Okay," Tiana straightened her back. "About the baquents,"

"You hate those," He recalled.

"Yes, i do. But you should know why."

"You told me that you didn't fit in,"

"Yes, I did. But Naveen you know me. I don't care to fit in, I actually liked planning the baquents. I always got to cater and my students were given real world experience." Tiana said happily.

"So why stop?"

"Uh," Tiana rubbed her neck where the scar was. "The people weren't as appreciative. There was always something wrong with the food or the cutlery. And no one ever knew the cause that they were supporting. They were only there for social status and to show off." She said with disgust.

"Yeah, they are arrogant." Naveen agreed with a smirk.

"Especially that one couple, the uh uh," Tiana snapped her fingers as she tried to remember.

"I know who you're talking about. The ub, the woman always were some type of pink and the man-"

"The man looked like father time," Tiana finished.

"Oh who were they?" Naveen asked looking out the window.

"Leopold!" She suddenly said.

"No, no they were the young couple." Naveen shook his head and kept thinking.

"It will probably come to us later," Tiana shook head with a laugh. She stretched her hands over her head and her back gave a satisfying pop.

Naveens eyes glanced down to her exposed stomach and saw a long scar go from her navel to her side. He took his hands from behind his head and placed them on his lap.

"Where did those scars come from?"

Tiana immediately dropped her hands and covered her stomach with her arms. She gave an uneasy smile.

"Its um-"

"Don't say that it's nothing. There's one on your neck. And another on your right calf."

Tiana took a breath and bit her bottom lip.

"Um, they are uh-" Tiana stopped as she tried to think about how to explain them.

Naveens phone began to ring before Tiana could go on. Naveen let it ring as he waited for Tiana to go on.

"You should answer that," Tiana said after the second ring.

Naveen sighed. He took out his phone and got off the bed.

"Hello?"

Tiana watched as he walked away from the bed and to the window. Absently, Tiana traced her stomach scar as she waited for him to end his call.

"Sooo, we're in trouble." Naveen hung up the phone and put it back in his pocket.

"Trouble?" Tiana tilted her head.

"That was my mother," Naveen began to explain.

"We didn't miss her birthday did we?" Tiana asked.

"And its Monday, so we're not missing Saturday brunch. At least I dont think," Naveen trailed off. The two sat in silence as they proddes over what they did or did not do.

"Well, I'll go get dressed then." Tiana slid off the bed, feeling nervous.

"Uh yeah, I'll go find my shoes." Naveen nodded as he walked out of the room. Feeling just as confused about his mother's call.

When the door closed, Tiana let out a breath she had been holding and leaned against her dresser. Secretly she was glad that his mother called, she was not ready to tell him yet.

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