The next morning everyone woke up early. Kate said good-bye to Gigi before leaving to her bakery. Fitz arrived shortly after that. After a quick breakfast, Lizzie, Gigi, Fitz and William left for the airport.

The night before, Lizzie had taken a shower and fell asleep immediately. She was feeling relaxed when she woke up and was trying to stay like this for the rest of the day. Although the possibility of seeing George made her uneasy.

At the airport, Gigi hugged Lizzie and asked her to remain in communication. She then said goodbye to William and Fitz and disappeared inside the gate.

They returned to the car and drove in silence to her apartment. When they arrived to her building, they found the doorman dealing with the elevator's technician.

Lizzie walked towards him and casually asked him if he had seen George that day. He shook his head, more preoccupied with the elevator.

"He said he has not seen him. But that can mean that he is inside," Lizzie told Fitz and William.

"So, what do you want to do?," Fitz asked.

"Let's go up," Lizzie said and walked to the stairs. Fitz and William followed her. She was not going to stop now.

They reached her door, and she braced herself to knock. They waited but no one opened it.

"All right, let's do this," Lizzie uttered and opened the door with her key.

Everything was as she had left it, except that the documents she had shown George and the ring were gone.

"What can we do?," William asked, wanting to help.

"Just wait here, I'll be quick," she replied and disappeared inside what must have been the bedroom.

She had made a mental list of what she did not want to leave behind and what she needed. She took out two suitcases from the closet and started putting her clothes in them. She ran to the bathroom and threw all her things in a bag, as well as the small amount of pieces of jewelry that she owned.

She closed the suitcases and moved them to the living room and saw William standing by the bookcase, looking at some photographs.

While waiting for her, he could not help but think of the life she had had with George in that place. The apartment was nice and he could tell that a woman had done the decorating. They had a lot of photographs, probably George's work. But the photographs in the bookcase were of just the two of them, or her family with him. In all of them, Lizzie seemed happy.

Fitz cleared his throat and William turned to see Lizzie.

"Is that all?," he asked, pointing at the suitcases.

"Almost," she answered. She still needed to get her computer and personal documents.

After ten minutes, she was ready to leave. She had double-checked and hoped she had not forgotten something.

William and Fitz took the suitcases, while Lizzie locked the door.

"Wait, I have to leave the notice," she remembered, "Go downstairs, I'll be there in a second."

She opened her apartment again, searched for the piece of paper in her bag, and left on the kitchen table.

She was walking down the stairs, when she heard George voice.

"What the hell are you doing here?!"

"Step aside, Wickham, or I will not be responsible for my actions," William reply.

"Is that supposed to be threat?," George responded dryly.

"I'm warning you." William's angry voice sounded again.

Lizzie hurried; worried that George would do something against her friends.

"Lizzie, babe, what are you doing?," George said as soon as he saw her, "Please, listen to me."

He tried to approach her but William and Fitz were shielding her.

"Stop it, Wickham. No one believes you here," Fitz said.

"Shut up, you...," George started to say but Lizzie stopped him.

"Don't you dare," she yelled as she made her way between William and Fitz.

"You have one week to leave the apartment or I'll have you evicted," Lizzie said to George.

"No, peach, stay, please," he begged.

"Let's go," Lizzie addressed William and Fitz and dismissed George's plea.

"No, Lizzie, not him. Anyone, but not him!"

With her free hand, Lizzie grabbed Fitz's arms and pulled him to the door.

"William, please, let's go," Lizzie said. William looked one last time at George with fury as to warning him, and disappeared with them.

George was furious. He had been rejected and embarrassed in front of strangers. The doorman and the technician were looking at him, with wide eyes.

He tried to disguise his feelings, gave a nonchalant shrug and went to his apartment. He found the piece of paper that Lizzie had left for him and, after reading it, he tore it in pieces.

She could not kick him out that easily. And on top of that, she had left him for Darcy? No, no way he was going to let that happen.

If there was something George Wickham hated more than William Darcy was losing. He had lost to him once, but he had gotten his revenge.

This time would be different; he was not going to lose. There was so much more he could do to assure his victory.