WHEN HIS EYES OPENED (AVERY AND ELLIOTT) - Season 2 Episode 37

“Happy New Year, Avery,” Elliot said as he lifted his hand to wipe the tears off of Avery’s face.

Avery took a big step back away from him.

“I’m leaving, Elliot,” she said coldly.

Before Elliot could react, Avery had already taken the diamond ring off her finger.

“I can’t accept this,” Avery said as she shoved the ring into the pocket of his jacket.

“I love you, but I can’t do this anymore.”

Avery lifted her head as tears trickled down her cheeks.

“You have photos of that woman on your computer and on your phone. I’m sure you have her in your

heart, as well. I admit that you’re good to me, but you love her more. I won’t force you to explain

yourself, nor will I make you give her up… Because I know that it would all be a waste of time,” Avery

said.

“We’re done!”

This was not up for discussion.

Avery was informing Elliot of her decision.

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Elliot was frozen in place, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

Everything was going fine before this.

Avery was cooking for him every day and sleeping in his arms every night…

He thought that they would be in love for the rest of their lives.

When had she decided to break up with him?

Elliot had no idea.

It could have been after Christmas, or it could have been earlier than that.

“I’m leaving soon. I’ve hired a lawyer for the divorce proceedings. He’ll contact you after the holidays,”

Avery said as she wipes the tears off her face.

She continued to step away from him, then said, “Let’s not see each other ever again, Elliot. Don’t

contact me. Let’s just pretend like we never met!”

Avery clenched her fists and tried her best to hold back her tears.

She was merely curious the first time she saw the photos of that woman on Elliot’s computer.

However, seeing them again on his phone was the final straw for her.

The only photos on Elliot’s phone were those of that woman.

Avery could no longer run away from the harsh reality.

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The man she loved had another woman in his heart.

Avery hailed a cab by the street.

Before she got in the cab, she could not stop herself from looking back.

However, there was nothing but the lonely winter breeze behind her.

Elliot did not run after her.

It was just as Avery had thought.

No matter how much she had tried to get Elliot to talk to her about the woman, he would never tell her

anything, and she had seen it as impossible for him to give the woman up for her.

The tears that Avery held back rolled down her cheeks like an exploded dam.

She got into the cab, then said to the cab driver in a hoarse voice, “Take me to the airport.”

Laura had already moved out of her apartment and was waiting for Avery at the airport with their

luggage.

The two of them would leave the city together in another two hours.

The cab sped through the night on the empty streets.

As Avery watched the city’s skyline flash by through the window, memories of Elliot-poured into her

mind.

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Everything felt so real, yet so ethereal.

Her heart was broken, and her tears would not stop flowing.

Avery felt a sudden pang of pain in her stomach as the babies kicked.

The children she shared with Elliot were now seven months old and will be born soon.

It was a shame that they would never meet their father.

Four years later, it was three in the morning when a light illuminated the dark master bedroom at the

Foster mansion.

Elliot opened his eyes and picked up his phone from the nightstand.

When he saw that it was a call from Professor Hough, he immediately answered.

“Elliot…”

The professor’s voice on the other end of the line was weak.

“I-I’m afraid… I don’t have much time left… That matter we discussed… I’ll be leaving it to someone

else… A student of mine… H-Her name is…”

What followed was the sound of a body falling to the ground.

Elliot leaped out of bed and felt his heart sink into an icy abyss.

There was no response no matter how many times he called out the professor’s name.

It was not until another hour later that he received a call from the professor’s assistant.

“Mr. Foster, I regret to inform you that Professor Hough has passed away from a chronic illness. I

noticed that the last call he made was to you, so I thought you should know.”