As she was getting dressed, she heard Jareth say with a level of spite that equaled her own: [i]“Same to you, sugar. Today was a mistake.”[/i] Lila was so blown away, heartbroken and caught off guard by his comment that she lost her ability to speak for a while. Instead, she waited until she was fully clothed and at the door until she dramatically turned around to face him, her eyes like brown daggers. If looks could kill, there was no doubt that Jareth would be six feet underground by then. "The only mistake I ever made was wasting eight months of my life with [i]you[/i]," Lila paused for a moment, then added with tears on her eyes and a slight break to her voice. "You know what? As much as it kills me to even think about it, I'm glad my baby and I didn't have to spend the rest of our lives tied to you. He or she is better off in Heaven than here feeling the pain of a father that didn't want them in the first place." And with that, Lila stormed out of Jar's room, out of the guys' condo and into her own, unable to contain the sobs that were making her whole body shake with so many feelings. 

She fell backwards on the bed, sobbing loudly, her mind racing with thoughts about Jareth, their relationship, their angel baby, the future that would never happen. A few hours ago, she had been celebrating getting the love of her life back, but things had gone back to their usual turbulence faster than expected. The old issues were still present, and old habits die hard no matter how much you try. But if she and Jareth were so toxic for each other, why did it hurt so much to let go? Why did it feel like her heart had been ripped off her chest, to be replaced with a painful hollowness? Why had they been blessed with a baby, the angel that now watched over them from Heaven, even if its only life had been eight weeks in her womb? Lila didn't know how many hours she cried into the night, or when it was that her body finally shut off from the exhaustion of the overwhelming feelings or thoughts. The only thing she knew was that her heart would never be whole again.

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The rays of sunlight seeping from the window fell warm and bright onto Lila's face. Begrudgingly, she opened her puffy eyes: the whites were very red, and the dark, baggy circles resembled those of a vampire. The feeling of the sun bothered her, but she was too weak to do anything besides stare blankly at them. Though she'd slept the whole night without interruptions (more accurately, she'd blacked out from crying), she felt restless, tired and beat-up; no doubt a sure sign that all her emotional baggage was reflecting on her body. Slowly, the events of the past night came to her, but before they could cause her to do more than let the tears quietly stream down her cheeks, she locked the painful memories away and stored them in the darkest, furthest corner of her mind. She wanted nothing more than to remain numb to everything. And so she did, simply laying on her bed, staring blankly into space, ears closed off to any sound, refusing to do anything else.

It seemed like a long time before Lila gathered up the strength to slowly get off the bed, throw some new clothes on and trudge out of her room; no bath taken, no teeth brushed, not even a glance at the mirror. She saw out of the corner of her eye Adelisa and Grant in the middle of a conversation, but the only sign of acknowledgement she gave them was a blank stare of three seconds before turning around and heading out of her condo.

She was making her way to the elevators when she stopped short at the sight of a wet, bloody and passed-out Hunter. Lila's brown eyes grew wide, and she was unable to control the shriek of surprise that ripped off her throat. She ran the short distance to where he was and checked his pulse and breathing. Both were present, which was a good sign, but judging from the wound in his stomach that looked suspiciously like a gun shot and the blood around him things were looking bad. Instinctively, she ran to the guys' condo and banged on the door with a closed fist. "Jar! Grant! Hunter's hurt! I think he's been shot! Help me, please!"