Third POV
Flashback to a year ago
"Where are you going?" Rory asked; walking into the room and seeing Paris stuffing her bag up with her clothes, her shoes and other things. He was a bit tipsy but not completely drunk and he can still make out a few things.
Paris turns to look at him, "Welcome home, darling, it's three a.m. in the morning." she announced with a sarcastic tone of voice before she returned to arranging her bag, "and I am leaving, I can't stay in this marriage anymore," she zipped up her bag on the bed and turned to him with a pained look. Her eyes were glassy, puffy red from crying so hard and Rory wondered if she even had any sleep, but from what he was seeing it didn't look like she had. He knew she was close to her breaking point, but he couldn't bring himself to the p
