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“We did not even get to have a honeymoon,” he whispered more to himself than to Samantha.

“Nick,” Samantha said to him suddenly, “Why did you come here?” she asked him.

Nick did not know what to answer. He wanted to say that it was because she was such a great friend and he wanted to seek out her company but he knew that would be a lie. If he was being honest, he only came here because he knew how upset Hannah would get when the two of them hung out and this was his own brand of revenge on her – extremely petty but revenge after all.

But before he could even answer, he felt Samantha’s hand suddenly on his chest and trailing down. “Nick? I can make you feel better,” she said suddenly in much closer proximity to him as she purred into her ear.

Nick took one of her hands in his and turned to face her. “I don’t think that is possible,” he told her, still holding her hand.

“Nick – I can show you what you have been missing for all these years,” she told him and then, almost suddenly pounced on him, attacking his neck with her lips.

Nick just sat there immobilized. The action of her lips did not do anything for him and he just thought of Hannah more and more, the closet that she got to him.

But Samantha seemed to not get the drift as she pulled back and then tore off her own shirt only to pounce back on him. “I wanted his so bad,” she said as she kissed his lips even though he did not kiss her back, “I knew you were too good for that bitch!”

Nick did not know what to respond so he tried to kiss her back briefly but then he realized how it felt so wrong. Hastily, he pushed her off of him.

“What are you doing?” Samantha asked him, sounding confused.

“I’m sorry,” Nick stuttered, “I should not have come here. This was a bad idea. I need to go.”

“Nick!” Samantha called out getting up now, “She cheated on you, Nick!”

“I love her!” he said to her despite everything inside of him hurting and telling him to not admit it but he could not help it.

He did.

And he always would.

That was the last thought that he had before he bolted right out of her door.

Chapter 10

Hannah's life for the past two weeks had been a roller coaster of emotional highs and lows but mostly, she just found herself being lost in thought.

Currently, she sat cross legged on the sofa with a tub of ice cream in her hands next to Kim. Ever since she had found out that she was pregnant, she no longer had the privilege to drown her sorrows in alcohol and so since that was not an option anymore, ice cream had become her new best friend.

Her two best friends were incredibly concerned for her well-being and understood that she should not be left alone for long periods of time. And so, keeping that in mind, Kim had flown in the city to spend the weekend with Hannah.

"Do you want to watch another movie?" Kim asked Hannah, clutching the remote in her hand.

If she agreed, this would be the third movie they would watch this afternoon.

Smiling, Hannah shook her head. "I think I'm good for the day," she said.

There was not a lot of room for conversation between the two of them lately as after the initial breakdown of Hannah crying, she had developed more a shell around her.

She did not want to discuss Nick on the outside even though he was what occupied her thoughts the most.

"Okay, buddy," Kim said with a small sigh, "I'm going to go into the room and start sorting my stuff out okay? I do need to get back today."

Hannah nodded, "Thanks for flying out here, Kim," she told her, "I know I'm not myself these days but I appreciate that you guys try to help me out like this," she said seriously.

"We just want to see you happy again, Hannah," Kim said seriously.

"I know," she replied in a quiet tone, "but hey - you should better start packing."

Kim left a few hours later - ending with several hugs and reassurances to Hannah. While she appreciated her efforts, she remarked to herself how nice it felt to be finally left alone, even if it was just to wallow in her own self-pity.

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