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Chapter Three:

"Rory… can we talk…?" Logan asked her from behind. She slowly turned around, hoping that she heard wrong. But there he was, standing tall, with a sad look in his eyes.

"What do you want Logan?" she asked him in annoyance. "Can't you see that I am on the phone…"

"To Paris? I heard you say her name before you stepped out here…" he looked spaced out, like he had been hit in the stomach.

"Yes to Paris. Go back To Lish Logan!" she started to hyperventilate a little. "Paris… yes you heard him huh? Okay speak to you soon!" she said to her friend.

'Okay Ror, good luck' her friend egged on her confidence, shutting off her phone and slipping it into her bag.

"You left here, I saw you make way to the exit… why did you come back?" he asked her softly, looking her right in the eyes.

"I seriously don't know Logan, I guess I thought I could be woman enough, and show you that I have moved on…" she stopped at midsentence.

"Which you clearly haven't" he insinuated for her, mirroring his own feelings out aloud.

"I have moved on Logan, but the moment I saw your face… it brought all the memories back for me again. I- I didn't expect you to be attached to Lish Waverly. And her fiancée be at that?" she pointed out to him

"I didn't think I would see you ever again, to be honest with you… I really moved on when I met Alisha two years ago. She opened my heart to love again… You broke my heart Rory!"

"And you didn't toss my away just like that?" she questioned him, eyes turning teary with anger.

"You didn't want to marry me…"

"I didn't say I didn't want to marry you Logan. I just didn't want to marry you when you wanted us to… there's a big difference there Logan!" she turned to walk passed him, but his quick reflexes pulled her back to him.

"You're not walking away that easily Rory…"

"Funny choice of words there Logan! And don't touch me again!" and with that she pulled her arms from his grasp, more like he let her go, letting her words hit him in just the right spot. He felt gutted all over again.

Rachel tossed around in bed, wondering how her friend was doing. It was really bring up some memories of her past relationships in her life. She realised that she hadn't had that many relationships. She had dated Finn and Noah on and off for several years during high school, had a brief fling with Jesse, who had first broke her heart by cracking an egg on her head all those years ago. And she wondered where they were in their lives now.

She even thought about Mike and Tina if they were married or not. Or if Santana and Brittany had finally gotten their acts together and become partners. She wondered if Mercedes and Sam was still an item or not, now that union was just weird, also about her best friends, Kurt and Blaine that she saw once and a while because they lived in New York as well.

A text message sounded on her side table draw, where she usually kept her phone.

'Can we meet up?' the message asked her.

'When?' she asked, not wanting to have her hopes dashed again

'Sometime tomorrow?' the message was quickly texted back

'We'll see' she simply wrote

'Please' the message begged in return

'Okay' she crumbled again

'Usual spot?' he had her in the palm of her hands again

'Yes'

She threw her eyes open again; she wanted to throw an icebreaker party, and have a sort of reunion with her old club mates and see if they would respond. Maybe she could enlist the help of Rory to make things interesting enough? Interesting? She would ask her friend tomorrow, she thought to herself, and finally fell asleep.

Logan closed his eyes, and did his best to regain his composure, but he was finding it very taxing at the moment. Rory had already been gone for ten minutes, and he still couldn't shake their conversation. He didn't want to start question himself again, not when he was so close to finding true happiness with Alisha.

He didn't know what he was going to tell Alisha for his change in stance. He hated lying to her about things. He would have to fake a head ache of some sort, blame it on too many wines maybe? Luck Oliver had driven them into town tonight, he couldn't imagine having to drive home tonight, and he couldn't possibly show Alisha a weak version of himself, he couldn't permit it.

"Logie, are you okay? I've been looking for you for the past fifteen minutes, I wanted to introduce you to some friends of mine…" she looked him over and saw that he looked rather shaken and passed it over for him having too many drinks.

"Oliver, can you please bring the car around? Okay thank you. Logan I've asked Oliver to meet us outside. Let us make our way out of her, and shall apologize really quick as we walk passed people shall we?" she was learning very fast on how society worked.

"Sure babe, thank you for looking after me like this…" and they headed towards the door.

Rory parked her car, and walked toward the elevator, thinking about all that had passed between Logan and her just now. She knew that she would be receiving an invitation to their wedding soon, and she knew she had to have a pretty good explanation to why she couldn't attend; it was something she really didn't want to deal with right now.

Her hand bag vibrated as the elevator door pinged to her floor. An unknown number was displayed.

'I miss you Ace' it simply read.