A/N: I know I'm such a horrible person for posting yet another new story when I still have like 4 unfinished ones. Don't worry, I will complete them all. It's just been kinda hectic because I'm taking 20+ units for school and I have a job so I try to write as much as I can when I have free time. That being said, I promise you guys an update on at least one of the other stories by the end of this week. Please read and review.

The tears in her eyes were threatening to spill over as Rachel sat in front of the vanity playing with the small ring on her left ring finger. It wasn't the most expensive piece of jewelry she had but it was one of the most cherished ones. She let out a deep sigh as she stared at the stack of papers in front of her. Twenty-five year old Rachel Berry never imagined her life to turn out this way. While some of her dreams were coming true, like her rise to fame in Broadway, her marriage was crashing down quickly and brutally. She traced around the word annulment with her small fingers trying to grasp the concept of how her and her husband of seven years ended up on the pathway of divorce.

"Hey Rach, it's time," her costar Jesse said making his way into her dressing room. She nodded as she stood up and checked herself once more in the mirror in front of her.

"Are you ready?" he asked. She shook her head sadly.

"I'm going to miss this all, the fourteen hour rehearsals, being directed by someone crazier than me and all the good times we've had here together. I'm just afraid of what life has in store for me when I move back home." Jesse placed a comforting hand on her shoulder and squeezed it for assurance.

"You're Rachel Berry. You're going to go back home, look that fine husband of yours in the eye and tell him that you love him and that you don't want to be divorced." She let out a small laugh and nodded her head.

"You always know what to say to make me feel better."

"Isn't that what best friends are for? Now c'mon Wendla, the audience members await," he said stepping back extending his hand out for her to grab. Giggling slightly, she latched on to his and the two made their way backstage. The theater was packed more than usual that night. It had been publicized throughout the Broadway community that Rachel Berry was going to step out of the limelight for an unknown amount of time and this was going to be her last show so naturally, it sold out faster than many of the others before. The show went off without a hitch. Everyone was perfectly harmonized and in sync with one another. When it was finally time for Rachel to take her final curtain call, she was bombarded with bouquets of flowers from her fellow cast mates.

"Speech," Jesse yelled out from the line of cast mates standing behind Rachel. She laughed through her tears as she projected her voice for the audience to hear.

"I would like to thank you all for coming out here and supporting each and every one of us throughout the duration of the show. You all are the reason why we get here and do what we do every day and night. And to my lovely cast, if it was for you guys I don't know how I would have survived this long. Thank you for being my rock for the past two years. Thank you," she said. Her words were muffled with sniffles but she persevered through the speech. She took her final bow and walked over to her cast mates where she shared one big group hug with them. The rest of the night was surreal. After a small farewell party, she sat in the sanctity of her hotel room packing up the small bundle of items that had not been transported to Lima yet. She sold her apartment to a nice couple a few days ago and since then; she's been staying at the hotel until she had to leave. She picked up the picture frame of the two of them together. He had his arms around her waist as she rested her head against her chest. They looked happy and in love in that picture. She carefully wrapped it up in bubble wrap and placed it face down in her luggage. With a long look at the New York view in front of her high-rise hotel room, she picked up her small carry-on and made her way out of the hotel and out of New York.

The flight back home was treacherous. She didn't know how people would react to her coming back home. Sure they had known that she was coming back, but it didn't mean that they would appreciate it after what she did to him. She made her way to the black BMW rental car that was waiting for her and drove to the small townhouse that she had bought a while ago. After stepping into the beautifully decorated house, she looked around and smiled contently. She was finally home. She quickly changed out of her flight outfit and changed into a pair of jeans and a white tank top before making her way into her car and taking the familiar journey to his house. She parked her car across the street and sat there unable to move her feet. She didn't know what to say to him, how he would take to her coming home. Just as she was going to turn on her ignition and leave, she heard a faint tapping on the window. She smiled at the woman in front of her before rolling down the window.

"Rachel, how are you? I didn't know you were back in town," she said cheerfully. Rachel let out the breath she didn't know she was holding as she smiled at the older woman in front of her.

Review please! :) Who is the woman? Who's the husband? Leave your guesses at the review section. And I couldn't write Jesse as a creepy ex-boyfriend, because I just love Lea Michele and Jonathan Groff's friendship :)