"Where's your mom?" I asked, she responded, "she got called into work" then she added, "I wanted to thank you for being there for me while dipshit che...ted. How can I repay you?" A few thoughts raced through my head, plus the replay of the kiss, but I replied, "Amanda, I don't know how you can". The room went quiet, then she said, "I have an idea, you've asked me before to date you, but I would let you know. My answer is yes, I will be your girlfriend". I was happy, then she said, "let's get. Looking across at his alarm clock he saw that the time was 10:30am and he decided to try and pull himself together a little today. He had never recovered from the drunken stupor that he had insisted on feeding when Jenny had left him. He felt a deep sense of shame as he remembered pouring his heart out to Jenny. Oh God, how could he face her again knowing everything about him as she did. Maybe he should just move - he didn't want everyone around here to know that he fantasised, and pretended to. Ian looked up, expecting to see Millie cringe away, he was ready to pull back his hand, apologize. What he found was love and solace in her eyes, pain for what he had been through as he felt her hand slip within his. Ian’s eyes softened, his body released his last bit of energy as he slowly sunk to his knees, wrapping his arms around Millie, the tears flowing freely as he purged his guilt. In that moment he understood, understood just what he faced, what would be required to win and knowing. Helena dressed him and herself then opened the door. Seeing the goons Helena advised “Take your boss home, he does not know how to satisfy a lady.” and walked away. They took Franco back home in his car. He was too exhausted to say anything. They returned to Franco home. He got out of the car and went to his front door. He died on his door stop. It was reported as a heart attack.Helena returned to the supermarket and her basket was still sitting on the floor. She picked it up, finished shopping.