Fade-up. Two people lying in bed together, covered only by a blanket. Light is fading outside the window, late in the afternoon.
So when do you think we should tell them?
I’d say not any time soon. Everyone has enough to deal with as it is. Right now we need to forget this happened.
So I’m supposed to go back pretending? You can’t be serious? I’m supposed to go back to Mark and just forget about you, about this? That’s not fair for either of us.
Ally gets up, covering herself with the blanket leaving Jeremy with nothing.
I know none of this is fair. Do you think I asked for this to happen?
Oh, and you suppose I did? (Sarcastic) ‘Let’s see, how can I persuade Jeremy into bed today?’
You know that’s not what I meant.
I know. I just don’t know if I can do it. I can’t just forget this happened.
Neither can I. But we have to. You have no idea how much I wish it was the two of us walking down that aisle next week. But it’s not.
Not yet anyway.