“yeah…key word, broken” she said

“wow, I’d punch you if I could use this arm…” I told her then it was quiet for a little until I asked the question I knew she was waiting for “…so, have you talked to Brooke?” I asked

“uh…I did this morning, and she was at home waiting for you, then when we get there she’s leaving for work…” she told me

“oh…”

“look, Ashley I hate bringing this up, but is Brooke really the person you want to spend the rest of your life with?” she asked me

“I love her Kyla…” I told her and she glared at me “…but Spencer will always be my number one…”

“I knew it” she said smiling

“why are you smiling? I thought you’d be like…screaming at me for making such a stupid decision…” I said

“I’m smiling because this is the first time I’ve ever been right and you’ve admitted it…and I will scream at you when you’re not doped up on vicadin…” she said then I just sat there in my seat until we pulled into my driveway “…you need me to come in? or you good?”

“I’m good…” I told her getting out of the car, and when I opened up the front door Brooke had suitcases at the end of the stairs

“what’s this?” I asked her confused

“uh…all my stuff…I didn’t realize how much was over here…” she said

“well you do live here…” I pointed out

“Ashley I can’t do this…” she spat out “…I’ve seen it for a while, but I kept avoiding the fact that you’re still in love with her and she’s still in love with you…”

“what are you talking about B?” I asked

“Spencer…” she said simply “…last night at the hospital I saw the way she looked at you, and I’ve seen the way you look at her…”

“I don’t look at her any different than I look at you…” I said

“and that’s the problem…” she told me “…Ashley I want you to look at me like you’re in love with me…but you don’t…” she said “…and I know about the magazines, and why you keep them…because you started collecting them when she wrote her first article, even from when she was gone…”