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Earlier Jo prepared a nice dinner for Alex, burning her fingers on the matches while lighting the candles multiple times. It was his first day he got off early in weeks. Eventually the food got cold, the candles got blown out, and Jo changed out of her red dress. The one Alex adored. She was now in one of his ratty old tee shirts and fuzzy pants. She sat on the couch, staring at the door.

Alex came home, a guilty look plastered on his face. He looked at the set up table. That only made him feel worse. Obviously it wasn't a home cooked meal, but it was the thought that counted.

"Alex?" Jo called out, standing up. She crept into the kitchen "Where were you?" She asked.

"I-I had an emergency surgery." He lied, sitting down. He groaned "No, I didn't. I was with Izzie."

"Like, broke your heart Izzie? Left you without thinking Izzie?" Jo asked, crossing her arms.

"Yeah."

"What happened?"

"We talked. I- Uh- Have a son." He spat out as quickly as possible.

"Wait, What?! Alex, you can't have a son. She lied to you. She can't have kids..." Jo furrowed her eyebrows "What else happened?" She asked, dreading what came next.

"Nothing..." He bit his lip. They had this rule about being honest with each other, and he just broke it. "She- We kissed. It meant nothing!" He sprung up, trying to stop Jo from packing up her stuff.

"How could it not? I cant be with someone I don't trust!" Jo said, trying not to cry as she shoved some things into a duffel bag. "You broke my trust, again. You broke it again, Alex! I gave you a second chance! I... just can't." She threw her jacket on.

"I didn't- It just happened! I'm sorry!" Alex said, grabbing her arm "Please don't leave."

"Don't ever grab me like that again!" She shouted before fleeing the loft.

She ran into her car, throwing the stuff in the back. She held her face in her hands, letting her emotions take over. She sobbed and sobbed. She knew she couldn't trust Alex, so why did she? She put her heart out there, just for it to be broken.

She laid her hand on her stomach "I'm so so so sorry.." She croaked.

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