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"What? Where do you have to go?" Elle asked, panic taking over her features. "No. You cant go."

 

Conley walked over, taking Elle by the shoulders. "He has to go for awhile, and sort out his new role in life." He explained.

 

Elle wouldnt have it. "No. You have to help me. I-i dont know what to do. How will I raise Isobella without you? You were the leader in this!"

 

Troy smiled at that. "No, Elle. You were. She's your daughter, and you have a wonderful instinct. You will do just fine. Ill come back and visit when I can." He reassured her. Then, Troy began to disappear. He waved, and then fully vanished.

 

Elle turned to look at Conley. "I... I dont know what to say, Conley."

 

Conley smiled, trying to ease her distress. "It'll be alright. We will adjust." He reassured her.

 

Without another word, Elle walked away, toward the stairway.

 

Conley followed silently. He followed Elle into her bedroom where Isobella was sleeping in a crib. He smiled, walking over and leaning over the edge, watching the child sleep.

 

Elle pulled back the covers and got into bed. "You'll need to sleep. Emily will be here bright and early with Liberty. We will need the rest." She said.

 

Conley looked up at the mention of a new name. "Liberty?"

 

"Emily's child. She's seven now." She explained, laying her head on the pillow and closing her eyes.

 

"That's adorable." He said, walking over to the bed and crawling under the blankets as well. He turned toward Elle, looking at her for a moment before speaking. "I know you're unhappy with this decision, but Troy knew he was helpless." He said.

 

Elle nodded. "I know. I-i... Its just such a change, so fast. There isnt any transition. Its just done and over with." She said.

 

"I understand." Conley said, and that was the last thing Elle remembered before falling asleep.