The unlocked door to Shane's apartment flung open. A surprised Shane turned to the doorway and Molly threw herself into Shane's arms.
"Molly? What are you doing here?"
Molly looked up into Shane's eyes.
"I left Richard. I want you back. God I've missed you."
They embraced and Shane guided them slowly to the bedroom, her hands gliding….
"MOLLY!!"
A disgruntled Molly woke with a start.
"Mother. What are you doing here?"
She looked up at a fuming Phyllis.
"You left Richard?!" was her only reply.
"Oh." Said Molly. "You've heard." She lay back down to bed.
"I've heard. I had the poor boy ring me up in the early hours of the morning asking me if I'd seen his missing fiancé! Why do you do this? He's spent the past day searching high and low for you!"
Molly sighed. "I told him in the note not to do that."
"That's it?" Asked Phyllis. "That's all you have to say?"
Molly turned to face her mother once more. "Yes."
"Aaargh! Do you know how much money your father and I have spent on this wedding? What will people think of us? What will Richard think of you?"
Phyllis paused to breathe.
"Where is she?"
Molly sat up. "Who?"
Phyllis walked around the room, flinging the wardrobe doors open wide Before kneeling to peer under the bed.
Unsatisfied she sat up and strode over to the discreet on suite bathroom and peering inside.
"You're not going to find Shane in there."
Phyllis turned to Molly. "So you have seen her."
"Mother, me and Shane aren't together."
"So you didn't leave Richard for Shane?"
"No!" said an exasperated Molly.
"Oh. Then why did you leave him?"
"Because I don't want to marry him. I don't love him and I'm not ready.I would be a terrible wife."
Phyllis looked at Molly closely. "Are you going to get back together with Shane?"
Molly sighed. "What does it matter to you?"
"I'm your mother. I have a right to know."
"No you don't, but seeing as you'll never drop it.
No I'm not going to get back together with Shane. She made the right decision. We're in different places in our lives, going in different directions. She's looking for a long-term relationship now and I've realised that that's not what I want."
Phyllis sat down beside Molly. "Oh honey. I'm sorry."
Molly looked at her mother. "No you're not." She sighed.
"Thanks for pretending anyway. What are we going to do about the wedding?"
Phyllis sighed. "We'll figure something out. We can probably get most of our money back."
Molly looked at her mother. "Thanks."
Phyllis smiled and hugged Molly softly stroking her hair.