William's POV:

After my unusual reaction, I didn't even recognize myself, even though I was angry at Caroline, deep down I was angry at myself, I turned back and went back to NY, trying to bury this affair in the past, on the way I started breathing deep, started praying (something I hadn't done in years), I swallowed back tears. Light came to me, Caroline was definitely not stable, thank God this didn't go further. Now, back to Anna, I think it's only fair to admit my fault and, hopefully start over. I feel empty inside, better do all in my hands to fix my marriage. I go home, Anna opens, I can see tears in her eyes... "I know I messed up, and seems the more I tried the more I messed up". I look down, my eyes away from Anna, bite my lips and concentrate on my breathing, trying to push tears back...

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Anna's pov:

I heard the doorknob turning. I wasn't sure who it was so I went to the door and opened it myself unsure of who I'd see. I was surprised to see William. I was hoping he couldn't see the tears in my eyes. I didn't want him to know how bad he had hurt me.

Before William even got through the front doorstep he began apologising telling me how much he messed up. I noticed he began looking down. I wasnt sure what to make of it. I've never seen him in such a state. I could hear what appeared to be William breathing heavily. This wasn't like him. I was getting worried.

I walked closer to William so I was almost touching him. I gently lifted his head by lifting his chin with my pointer finger. It seemed he reluctantly looked up. When his head was finally up I looked deeply and lovingly into his eyes on my to see them filling with tears. My heart sank. I didn't realize how much he was hurting.

I lifted my right hand and gently used the backs of my fingers to wipe his left cheek. I was looking to tenderly yet subtly lower his walls. To make it even easier for him I finally let a tear that was hanging on my left eyelash roll down my cheek to let him know it was ok.

We go back to the Edgar Hotel to check out, I saw Camilla's face radiantly happy, yet she was physically tired, we had a busy, yet, bonding weekend. We get back home, everything normal, I got a surprise in the mail, someone anonymous paid for the damage to the house and the car, so I could focus back on business.

Since it's Sunday, around 4:00 p.m I ask Camilla if she wants to have dinner delivered or I can cook something for us...
We pause and take an hour rest, then I make her an offer: "My love, now that we will be officially family, would you like to involve in your business? Care to be my personal assistant?"

Jarrod and I went back to the Edgar Hotel to check out. We decided to drive home. I was ecstatic, but tired and couldn't wait to get home to rest. Surprisingly when we got back to Jarrod's house we find out through an anonymous piece of mail that all the damage to his house and car had been paid off. I could see the relief on Jarrod's face immediately. He could now get back to businesses without anything weighing on his mind.

It was already 4pm on Sunday and we were getting hungry. Jarrod asked if he should cook or order in? I asked him if he was too tired to cook. He said sure he just wanted to rest for an hr. We sat cuddling on his couch his arm around my shoulders, my head resting on his shoulder and my legs thrown across his lap.

He then asked me if since we we're engaged to be married if I'd like to become his personal assistant? I had to think about that for a min. I asked him what exactly that entailed. Not that I minded spending more time with him.

Gemma's POV

I looked at the clock on my bedside table, it was 7:30 in the morning. Next to me was a dried patch of liquid which was almost certainly tears. I had been dreaming about Sadie the previous night and obviously tears had come out of my eyes and onto my pillow without me realising 

I looked up at the ceiling and thought about what Chloe had said to me, that I should write my own Transformers fan fiction. Problem was the two ideas I had - how Ruth had got to be a butler to Chip Chase and how Kirsty and Stephanie had met - had already been taken

I switched on my phone to check my e-mails and there was one from Caroline. I had lunch with her the previous day which I had mentioned Chloe's suggestion and the fact that I would like to do one but all my ideas were taken. I also couldn't stop the tears from streaming down my face when I mentioned Sadie's name

She said she hoped I was okay and had a new idea for me. A story about a young girl who discovered a bike on the side of the road which turned out to be Groove, a Protectobot and they have adventures together. Eventually the girl meets his teammates. 

I decided I would take her suggestions but do it properly. I had a shower and got dressed. Then after a breakfast of Weetabix, a banana and glass of juice, I put my boots on under my jeans and walked to the nearest stationers for some 3x5 index cards to plan my story

When I got home I immediately got to work. I got so engrossed that it wasn't until I had to turn the lights on in my house I realised it was going dark. As I walked round the house closing the curtains, I felt hungry and my feet were pinching a little. I had got so obsessed I'd forgotten to not only take my boots off, but I didn't have any lunch.

I returned to my living room sofa to take my boots off and take out my hair from it's ponytail and dialled the local takeaway for a cheeseburger and chips.

While I was waiting for my food I looked through my cards again seeing if I needed to make any more changes