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Intro.

Robert Chase frowned and rubbed his thumb soothingly on the surface of the golden band that had been for so long wrapped around his ring finger. He sat in the locker room of the hospital where he worked, his head bowed low and he had crunched himself into somewhat of a fetal position. The day around him was closing, shutting down its natural lights so it may give way for the artificial.

"Its no big deal.", He remembered Allison Cameron reassuring herself as she fixed her bedazzling blonde hair in the mirror, checking her face for any imperfections before she would appear in front of the cameras again. Robert helped reassure her, and then had smiled at his fiance politely. Allison had detected a tone, and gave him the stern and stubborn look she often did. Unfortunately, Robert did not know how to feel guilty for his tone; when after all it was the woman he was marrying who was constantly proclaiming her love for another man right in front of him.

Not only that, but asking him how it sounded.

Oh sweet dear, Allison.

When will you let him go?