The next few days were awkward, at best. Emily was still staying at the loft, knowing she couldn't go home yet, so Hanna was doing anything and everything she could to try to keep herself busy. She wasn't prepared to face Emily or to get answers to all of the questions she had.

Being out of work made it challenging to find things to keep her busy, she decided to lend her fashion services to Aria's mom, Ella and help her find the perfect wedding dress. She even drove up to New York to get some dresses from a designer friend to take over to Aria's house for Ella to try on and see what style she liked best.

"I feel bad having you do all this when you have your own wedding to plan." Ella said, from the next room as she tried on another wedding dress that Hanna had brought.

"Don't. This is work. Plus we haven't even set a date." Hanna responded honestly. While Jordan had secured the estate in the Hamptons, Hanna had still been dragging her feet. She just wasn't ready to commit to this summer. It seemed so soon and with everything that was going on...

Ella had the next dress on and came back into the living room to show Hanna.

"So, what do you think?" Hanna asked.

"I don't know…it's pretty, but not quite right. Our first wedding was very un-traditional. I know getting married to the same man for a second time isn't exactly traditional either, but I at least want elegant this time." Ella responded, hoping not to hurt Hanna's feelings that she didn't like the dress.

"I can do elegant." Hanna responded, understanding more of what Ella was really looking for.

"Oh I know you can. That's why I was so thankful that you offered to help. Can you show me what you picked out for yourself? Or is that a state secret?" Ella asked sincerely, despite her joking tone at the end.

"Oh, I haven't even thought about what I'm going to wear." Hanna responded quickly as she searched through different designers' digital collections on her iPad for the right dress.

"Really?! I mean your mother already sent out shower invitations…" Ella said, surprised to hear Hanna was so unprepared for her own wedding.

"You know what? Give me until the end of the day. I have the perfect dress!" Hanna responded, desperately wanting to change the topic of conversation, as she packed up her things to go out in search of the right dress.

When Hanna returned that afternoon with a dress that Ella fell in love with, she felt relief. At least she was still in control of one area of her life. She knew she was a talent stylist and for right now, that had to be enough.

For Emily, the days after the almost kiss with Hanna were painstakingly slow. She was technically living with Hanna at the loft, but rarely ever saw her. It seemed like Hanna looked for any excuse not to be there when Emily was. She'd leave early in the morning before Emily got up and sometimes wouldn't come back until after Emily had gone to sleep for the night.

It finally got to the point where Emily could no longer take it. She had already been in room for the evening when she heard Hanna come back to the apartment. It took her a few minutes to build up her courage, but she knew she had to go out there and clear the air.

When she finally forced herself to get up, she could hear that Hanna was on the phone. She couldn't tell who she was talking to, but she decided to pretend that she needed some water from the kitchen as an excuse to go out there. What she saw when she got there though, stopped her dead in her tracks.

When Hanna had come home with all of the dresses that she had brought over for Ella, she couldn't stop thinking about the question from earlier. She had lied when she had said she hadn't thought about what she was going to wear. Of course she had.

The dress she had been dreaming about, practically her whole life was similar to one of the dresses she had pulled for Ella's fitting. Unsure as to why, but Hanna suddenly felt the urge to try the dress on.

Assuming Emily was asleep, she didn't bother to go into her room to get changed, she simply slid off her current dress and stepped into the gown. She zipped up the back as far as she could and then used a clip to hold the top together.

Putting on the dress made Hanna feel like the princess she always imagined she would be on her wedding day. She caught her reflection in the floor to ceiling windows of the loft. She was surprised to learn that seeing herself as bride made her think of both Emily and Jordan, in that order.

There had once been a time in her life where she couldn't have imagined anyone else at the end of that aisle but Emily. But things had changed now, and she had Jordan.

He was kind, and sweet, and patient with her. She instantly began feeling guilty for how she had been treating him lately. She had been cold and distant. He didn't deserve that. He didn't deserve her and all of the lies she had been telling him.

She knew in that moment that she couldn't wait any longer to tell him the truth. He needed to know now. She grabbed her phone from her purse and called him. She was frustrated when it went to voicemail, but just left a quick message that she had something important she needed to tell him and to call her back right away.

After she hung up, she stood and looked at her reflection in the window again but was startled by Emily's gasp from across the room.

"…wow…you look so…beautiful…." Emily said after she had gasped quietly, but loud enough that Hanna could still hear her in the silent apartment.

"Emily?! I thought you'd be asleep. I'm sorry if I woke you!" Hanna exclaimed as she tried to hide herself behind the rack of dresses. She was unsure why she didn't want Emily to see her in that dress. After all, it would only be bad luck for Jordan to see her in it, since he was the one she was marrying.

Seeing Hanna in that gown broke all of Emily's former resolve. She had been ready to confront Hanna for avoiding her and for being so distant, but now she couldn't even remember why she had come out of her room in the first place.

Emily felt herself walking towards Hanna, who was still trying to shield herself from Emily's gaze. Finally, Emily was close enough that she was able to see Hanna fully.

"You look just like I always pictured you would…breathtaking…." Emily said quietly, almost as if only to herself.

Upon hearing Emily's whispers of adoration, Hanna finally forced herself to look back at Emily. Emily's hair was in a messy bun and she was dressed only in an oversized college t-shirt that was falling off her left shoulder.

She looked beautiful. But, she always looked beautiful. Hanna thought to herself.

The two held each other's gaze for what felt like hours, but was probably less than a minute. In that time, so much was said by both, without uttering a single word. It was clear the love between them was still there. They cared for each other in a way that no one else ever could. They were each other's first love.

Each girl thought of the wedding and the life together they had often discussed. The countless times they clung to each other as they made love. And even the kiss that almost transpired a few days before.

As Emily thought about the almost kiss, she reached out and took Hanna's hand in her own. She tugged on it, pulling Hanna closer to her. With her other hand, she reached up and brushed one of Hanna's curls away from her face before cradling her cheek.

Hanna was frozen in place, relishing in Emily's touch against her skin. As much as she tried, she couldn't tear her eyes away from Emily's lips. Hanna instinctually wet her own, both hoping and knowing where this was headed.

Seeing Hanna in that wedding dress had overwhelmed Emily. She was no longer thinking, just acting on emotions as they came to the surface. She could see that Hanna reacting to her touch and even licking her lips in anticipation.

Before either could catch their breath from the moment, Hanna felt Emily's lips crash against her own. Kissing Emily felt exactly like she remembered, but somehow even better than before. There was no hesitation in the kiss, only desperation.

Hanna clung to Emily as she felt Emily's hand move from face to her back. Emily's hands quickly released the clip that was holding the top of Hanna's dress on. Once unclasped, she moved her hands lower to the zipper and lowered it all the way down. Hanna felt the dress fall and pool at her feet, so she stepped out of the dress and pushed Emily's backwards towards the couch.

Emily's knees hit the back of the couch and they broke away only for a split second as Hanna pushed Emily to sit down and climbed on her lap before kissing Emily again. Just as Hanna was about to lift Emily's shirt off and escalate things even further, a loud buzz rang through the loft and forced them to break away from the kiss. Both looked at the other, confused as to who would be showing up at the loft unannounced this late at night and trying to catch their breath.

Hanna watched Emily walk over to answer the buzzer, as she quickly tried to find her original dress on the floor and slip it on so she wasn't just standing in the middle of the apartment in her underwear.

Emily glanced back to make sure Hanna was dressed or at least out of view before she opened the door. She figured it would be Spencer or Aria with some news about Sarah/A/whoever, but she was wrong.

"Hey babe…miss me?" Paige said, as she pulled Emily in for a kiss.