Living in the heart of the city of Los Angeles was tiring and exhausting. Once you got Love, you had nothing left to do but search the city. When she convinced her mother that Anavrin wasn't for her, she left the responsibility to Forty.

Well, sort of, she had him monitored most of the time to keep everything from falling apart.

And considering Delilah's cop friend was getting suspicious and all her neighbors were looking for her. They decided to find a small suburb for rich people. It wasn't to their liking but, it would raise less suspicion.

Love killing Delilah didn't make you hate her or love her less, you know that every couple passes for rough paths. This was your stone on the road. But you knew how to handle it, you always did. You left Ellie all your remaining savings in a brown envelope, marked with her name. You didn't knew if that was going to be enough to college, you made sure to send her money every two months.

The weather was nice as you took out the moving boxes, Love was at her front door, looking at the plants. You smiled at her and she blew you a kiss, you pretended to catch it with your hand, she shook her head with a little smile.

"Don't take so long with the boxes, okay?" She let you know, as she held up a flower pot.

Mother Linda was a chance to re-do your life, no drama, no distractions and most importantly: no killings...