Miles and miles with pieces of Duncan's shoes, but he was finally there, 67 LakeJet Road. With a knock on the door, and a sudden answer, a long haired woman opened the door, to face Duncan.
"Duncan? Duncan!" Replied the woman.
"Yeah Gwen, it's me!" Panted Duncan.
"I thought you were in for a life sentence?"
"You could say that they let me out..."
"That's great but I have something to tell you."
"That can wait, but this can't."
Duncan moved in to kiss her, but she resisted, she pulled away.
"Am I missing something?" Asked a puzzled Duncan, "Don't you love me?"
"I do, but...I didn't think you would be coming out, and..."
"Who's at the door babe?" Screamed a male voice from in the house.
"Duncan, this is Trent, my husband..."
"What?" Duncan was heartbroken. He loved this girl, he always loved her, but she'd moved on, she didn't love him.
"Can I at least see my precious little angel? Where's Alexa?"
"I don't think you should see her..."
"Why not?"
"Because you've not been here for her! Trent has!"
"But I love her, and you..."
"You had your chance, you cheated on me twice with that goody two shoes and killed three men!"
"But—"
"No buts, just leave, you don't deserve me."
"Close the door babe, it's getting chilly in here." Raged Trent.
"Goodbye, Duncan. Forever."
Duncan walked away sobbing. Trent didn't care for her, and he knew it.