Ashley sits, petting her dog Max, collecting her thoughts. She’s tense, but Max has a way of settling her nerves, calming things down.
“If all my relationships could work so well,” she muses, staving off thoughts of Darrin.
They’ve never had a fight like this one. Now, their relationship is in tatters.
Ashley still loves him.
Maybe she shouldn’t have ended things. Maybe he still loves her too.
“Ash,” Darrin says, nervously, standing before her. “Maybe we could try again- if you’re willing.”
Max walks over to Darrin, sits and looks at Ashley. That’s all the confirmation she’ll ever need.
“If all my relationships could work so well,” she muses, staving off thoughts of Darrin.
They’ve never had a fight like this one. Now, their relationship is in tatters.
Ashley still loves him.
Maybe she shouldn’t have ended things. Maybe he still loves her too.
“Ash,” Darrin says, nervously, standing before her. “Maybe we could try again- if you’re willing.”
Max walks over to Darrin, sits and looks at Ashley. That’s all the confirmation she’ll ever need.
