Two days of pep-up speeches and Ashley still felt depressed. She hardly ever left her bed and didn't eat at all.

"So I got this call saying I should come and visit you. A voice rang from the doorway. Ashley weakly lifted her head to see who it was and then put it back down genially when she saw the face of her half-sister Kyla.

"From who?" Ashley asked.

Kyla walked into the room and shut the door behind her.

"A woman named Faith." Kyla replied as she sat on the love seat near Ashley's bed.

Ashley snorted and rolled her eyes. Of course it was Faith, she'd been nagging Ashley to leave her room since the minute she steeped in it.

"Well I know you don't want to be here, Kyla, so you can just leave." Ashley spat at her bitterly.

"Oh stop with the self-pity." Kyla snapped back at her. The room fell uncomfortable silent and Kyla shifted guiltily in her seat.

"Why haven't you left your room, Ash?" Kyla questioned softly. Ashley slowly sat up in her bed, not bothering to fix her hair, glanced at Kyla and then opened the top door on her nightstand. She pulled out a crumpled piece of paper and extended it to Kyla.

"What is this?" Kyla asked, looking puzzled.

Ashley pressed her together so tight they turned white but managed to choke out, "Just look."

Slowly Kyla unfolded the paper and smoothed it down. Her eyes widened when she looked at it and even more when she look back up at her sister.

"Look, Ash, Spencer never meant for you to find out like this." Kyla said apologetically.

"Find out what?" Ashley screamed jumping up. "That she's moved on?"

Kyla jumped up too, her face starting to get red with anger.

"You are the one that cheated and ruined the marriage, Ashley! Spencer is allowed to be happy."

Ashley felt like she'd been slapped across the face but deep in her heart she knew Kyla was right.

"Kyla I messed up but," Ashley paused as she sat back down on her bed. "I need her back."

"Why don't you concentrate on getting sober first and contacting your kids before you try and jump back into marriage." Kyla stated and quietly left the room leaving Ashley in there alone again. She lightly put her hand over her heart, where the Spencer tattoo was, and felt it thump lightly. Spencer was the one for her and no matter how long it took and how many sluts she had to knock out of the way, Spencer would be hers once again