"So we meet again for another session, our last session," Amanda said to Taehyung and Graycen with a sigh, "let's try to end things for all. So we are now going to talk about the sex you two shared."

"Oh wow," Graycen muttered to herself, "we're talking about us having sex. I mean it was just sex, Amanda."

"It wasn't just sex, Graycen," Taehyung chimed in causing Graycen to roll her eyes. "And we should talk about it."

Graycen turned to him with a tired expression on her face then shrugged, "Fine, talk about it. We had sex."

"We had sex, and honestly it was confusing." At the same Taehyung had said confusing, Graycen said "amazing" causing them both to raise their eyebrows. "Sure it was amazing but-"

"- no Taehyung, I know what it was." She quickly interrupted him. "It was amazing and I will not keep allowing myself to let you confuse me. That night was amazing and you can keep telling yourself otherwise. You can continue running away from the fact that it was amazing and that it actually felt good. For the first time in a while, it felt good! Then I saw your face, your face read regret and that's when I knew it was over.

So while you were laying there, holding me in your arms, I already knew that you were in your head, worrying about how to tell me you wanted your divorce. Then I was like, I'm just going to lay here and pretend that you forgave me. I didn't want to fight, I wanted to lay there and keep us there for a minute. Only so I can remember the amazing and anything you say right now is going to ruin my mood, Taehyung, so please don't speak."

"You just can't tell me not to speak, Graycen." Taehyung turned his body in his chair to face her. This time they were closer than before their knees were both touching but they were too busy talking to realize it. "Don't you realize that was your problem that you were always the one deciding things?"

"No," she shook her head, infuriated, "I haven't been making decis-"

"Yes, you do!" Taehyung quickly stood up from his chair and walked to the other side of the room to rage. "You decided to go to Australia, you decide to stay, you decide you needed me, you decide we talk, you decide we don't talk-"

"Because I already know what you're going to say!" Graycen quickly stood up from her chair but stayed where she was. Instead of looking at Taehyung's face she was looking at his back. "You're going to say I should've never left to go to Australia and-"

"You don't know what I'm going to say, Graycen." Taehyung took a deep breath before turning around and taking his seat.

Instead of Graycen yelling she just responded with her voice just a little above a whisper, "I'm pretty sure I do but go ahead and say it."

It was as if Taehyung couldn't speak, he didn't know what to say. He was too busy staring into her eyes and when he saw how broken and tired she was he couldn't keep allowing this to happen. Just when Graycen was going to open her mouth again the timer to end their session was over and all there was on Graycen's face was rage.

"Um, so, the session is over." Amanda awkwardly spoke, gathering her things. "We have to leave soon so let's get ready. It was a pleasure t-"

She was cut off mid-sentence due to Graycen throwing down a flower vase that was on her desk and yelling out, "You promised me that you would fix us, Amanda. What happened to that?!"

Right when Taehyung was about to stop her, Graycen proceeded to throw a cushion at him. "You say I'm the one making the decisions but you were the one who decided to end this. You're the reason we're in this predicament now!" As Amanda tried to get closer to Graycen to calm her down, Graycen instead flung all papers and pens from her desk. Anything that she could knock off the desk.

"Taehyung, we can't be fixed and we're going to be parents soon! You-" she pointed her finger at Amanda with tears streaming down her face and her fists balled, "you told me that you'd fix us!" Before Taehyung and Amanda knew it, she threw the office chair behind the desk across the room. A small dent from the impact of the chair on the wall formed and that's when Amanda told him to get her out.

Grabbing Graycen's purse that was on the floor and then helping out a deranged Graycen out the room, he was tired. "Nobody can fix us, I thought we could be fixed. And you told me that we couldn't! I should've listened to you." Breaking down into sobs, Taehyung just pulled her into his chest as she was sobbing her words started to become incomprehensible.

"Graycen, let me take you home. You cannot drive like this." She broke free from Taehyung's hold and shook her head frantically. "Stop being stubborn, I'll take you home."

"But my car." She sighed, using the back of her hands to wipe her tears. "I don't want to leave my car here."

"I will drive your car and then get a friend to come pick me up, I don't know."

Instead of saying anything, Graycen walked towards her car and just stood there. "My head hurts so if you're going to take me home. Take me home fast please."

The ride to drop Graycen off was silent and only sniffles from Graycen was heard. Taehyung, on the other hand, was just trying to hurry and get her home. He was disappointed that they didn't get anything done and he wanted everything to be done already. No way did he regret getting the divorce but he did regret having them getting to this point.

When he safely got them to Taylor's house, Graycen immediately took her keys from out the ignition and made her way outside the car and he did the same. "Um, thank you." She muttered before making her way to the front door and then Taylor opened the door. She already saw the headlights but she was stunned to see Taehyung there.

"Omg, you guys made up!" Taylor grinned before jumping around. "This is great because the baby shower is in two weeks and I just finished printing the invitations." She started jumping around but she stopped once Graycen just walked into the house and Taehyung's expression didn't change. "Oh no, Taehyung, what the hell happened?"

"Nothing." He mumbled as he took his phone from out his pocket and Taylor sighed before closing the front door behind Graycen.

"Where's your car?"

"Back at the office," he groaned as he couldn't reach Hoseok or Jungkook, "you gotta be kidding me."

"Do you need a ride?"

At first, Taehyung was going to say yes but he couldn't. He just didn't allow himself to. "No thank you, I will find a way." His thumb scrolled past Dr. Edwards contact and he mentally prayed that she was available.

He stuffed his phone back into his pockets and rubbed his hands together. It was a bit too chilly outside for him.

"So, are you going to tell me what happened?" Taylor stood there, startling him. He assumed that she went back inside but he was wrong. "I can tell everything isn't okay."

"I just don't wanna fight with her anymore," he shook his head, "it's getting annoying and we already got our points across. Our counselor decided that our sessions are done because she can't fix us. And Graycen started going ballistic, throwing things and creating a mess. I had to drag her out and she just looked so tired. I can't continue to let this happen to us."

Taylor sighed before sitting down on the trunk of her car and patting the side of it, "Let me share something with you." Taehyung reluctantly sat beside her and checked back his phone and saw that Edwards texted him back.

"I'm sorry," he held his phone up, "mind if I tell my friend where to pick me up?"

"Nah go ahead, please don't have anyone crazy at my doorstep."

"I won't." Taehyung shared his location with Edwards and after she told him that she was on her way he was relieved. "Okay, so carry on."

"Counseling doesn't help," Taylor shook her head, "it helps some people but let me tell you something. It's up to you and Graycen to take responsibilities into your own hand. Which means that when you are ready, you both can move on."

"But what if she's not?"

Taylor rolled her eyes and sucked her teeth, "She is ready but I can tell that these sessions aren't working. All you two are doing is spewing things and blaming each other for things that already happened. Get the hell over it, it happened. You can't change anything when my mom and dad divorced, they moved on. They understood that whatever went wrong just went wrong and continuing to remember that and speak on it made it worst. Worry about your child and each other, not the dead marriage."

"Wow." Was all Taehyung can say to himself.

"Take this night to remember only the good things, Taehyung. I want you to look at those wedding photos then I want you to look at the divorce papers and then I'm going to give you Drew's box. I want you to let it all out, everything, as soon as possible. When you think you are able to then I need you to go to Graycen and have her do the same."

"I don't have Drew's box." Taehyung's eyebrows furrowed as soon as he said that Taylor ran into the house and placed the box inside of a big gift bag. "Here, be careful his urn is in there." A black Toyota pulled up in front of the house then Taehyung got up from the trunk and gave Taylor a tight hug. "Thank you so much. This is already better than what that counselor was doing."

"Of course!" Taylor waited to go inside until Taehyung was inside of the car and safe. Once the car drove off, she went inside and saw Graycen laying out on the couch. She was sleeping. "Oh man."

*

"Okay, this is the place right?"

"Yeah," Taehyung cleared his throat and unbuckled his seatbelt, "thank you Edwards- shit I meant Diane."

"It's fine but before you go," she parked right beside his car and turned to him, "is everything fine? Why is your car parked into a parking lot of a counseling office?"

"It's none of your business."

Diane glanced at him with a little frown, "You can tell me anything, really. Considering the fact, that I'm the one who did this favor for you."

"I don't know you like that," Taehyung scoffed as he carefully picked up the gift bag and placed it on his lap, "I can't trust nobody at that damn hospital."

"Nobody even likes me at the hospital," she shared with a little chuckle and a shrug, "they find me bitchy so I won't tell anyone really. We also have to be in the operating room for fifteen hours tomorrow. Who says I can't tell you something about me too?"

"I don't need a support system," he retorted, "my problems aren't like yours and I don't need your pity. Goodnight and thanks for the ride but that doesn't make us friends and that doesn't mean I'll tell you anything about my life. No matter if it's my favorite color to what kind of toilet tissue I use on my ass." He got out of her car and although he was annoyed he made sure not to slam her car door.

Meanwhile, Diane hated that she waited for him to drive off safely before going home.

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this is my favorite chapter I think