Apollo stared with his mouth hanging open. He couldn't believe what he'd just seen; Mr. Wright had assured them that the dance was going to help the Gavins relationship somehow- not completely of course, but maybe mend it a little-but instead it turned into a complete disaster. Apollo turned frantically towards Mr. Wright, waiting for an answer, but only received silence in return.
"Mr. Wright," Apollo started, "You…I thought…" He trailed off, waiting for an explanation. Nothing. "I thought you said this was going to help the Gavins. That didn't look like help to me."
"Looks are deceiving, Justice." Phoenix finally replied, turning his attention to the flustered author.
"Looks can-What!? Look here, Mr. Wright, I know you like being mysterious and all, but this time I really want an-"
"There's no explanation to give just yet, because your job isn't done."
"Did you see what just happened?" Apollo asked incredulously. "She ran away! I don't really know what happened, but it looks like things aren't getting any better for them."
"Really?" Phoenix said, a smirk spreading across his first. "Well, why don't you go outside and check up on them. See for yourself."
Apollo eyed the ex-attorney angrily. "Fine, you win. I'll go out there and watch this fall to pieces. I don't know what you're trying to prove here, but I think...I think their relationship might be over."
"There's only one way to find out."
With replying, Apollo stormed out the ball room and into the main foyer. He scanned the area for the distraught couple, but didn't see a sign of them. He headed for the main entrance of the hotel and stepped outside into the cool night.
It was there he found a sobbing Ema sitting on the sidewalk, her face buried in her hands. Klavier was hovering over her, sheepishly trying to decide whether to place his hand on her back. Before he got the chance, Ema uncovered her face and shot a glare at him that made even Apollo froze.
"I can't believe you said that," She said, shaking her head back and forth, as if she was trying to shake the remembered phrase out of her head.
"I did not mean for it to be hurtful, Ema," Klavier apologized. "But…I just want things to be right with us again."
"Then what did you mean by saying I didn't trust you?
"You accuse me of cheating. Why do you think I would do something like that to you? Do you trust me so little that you think I would betray you like that?"
"I can't trust you if you don't tell me anything."
"Ema, please, just believe me that I-"
"That's just it, Klavier!" She interrupted. "How am I supposed to do that with you hiding everything from me?"
"Ema, everything I'm doing, I do it only for you."
"That doesn't make sense, Klavier, what in the world do you-"
Apollo clenched his fists. He couldn't hear any more. "Please, just stop!" He shouted. Ema and Klavier turned towards him, wide-eyed and confused.
"Herr Justice?" Klavier asked. "What are you doing here?"
"Mr. Wright invited me here to look after you and Ema." Apollo sighed. "But I didn't expect anything like this. What happened out there?"
"Who are you?" Ema asked sharply as she grabbed a tissue out of her purse, dabbing her eyes. "And why does our relationship matter so much to you?"
"Don't worry," Klavier assured her. "He is a…an acquaintance of mine."
"Oh, there goes another one of your shifty 'acquaintances', hm?"
"Shifty?" Apollo thought, but decided not to ask her what she saw in him that was shifty.
"Please, Ema, you have to trust me."
"I can't, Klavier. There's just too much I know you're hiding from me, and I can't…" Ema's hand trembled as she bought the tissue to her eyes to dab at new tears. "And you're scaring me, Klavier. What secret do you have that's so terrible that you have to hide it from me?"
The rock star bit his lips, his eyes a full of worry.
"Maybe…maybe this relationship isn't right, Klavier. I always wondered what it was that had drawn you to me, and why you wanted to be with me. I was never famous or anything, before I met you. I was just a…a forensic scientist, and we only happened to meet because of a murder that occurred during one of your concerts." Ema sniffled, and smiled sadly. "By all reason, you shouldn't have even given me a second glance. But I remember you were staring at me, and I remember how much I hated that. 'He's ogling me like I'm one of his desperate groupies.' I thought at first. Now I think maybe I wasn't so far from the truth."
"Ema, no." Klavier objected, as he crouched down on the curb next to her.
She continued. "And despite all reason, when you came up and talked to me I thought my heart was going to stop. I told myself I would never fall head over heels for you like every other girl, but it happened anyway. I thought…I had thought…" Ema's voice broke as she choked out at sob. "Maybe I was different…" She blurted out. "Maybe he loved me, and wasn't flinging me around like he did to some of the other girls. Maybe I'm not just a publicity stunt. Maybe this is the real thing. But I was wrong."
"Ema, you are very wrong. You are nothing like those girls. Everything about you is special, unique…and… I love you Ema, and only you, and have since I first had the pleasure of knowing you."
"Then prove it." Apollo suggested.
Klavier turned his face away from Ema to his. "Excuse me?"
"You heard me, Mr. Gavin. Prove it."
"What do you mean?"
"You know exactly what I mean." Apollo said sternly, crossing his arms. "What has she been asking from you this entire time?"
Klavier hesitated. "The truth."
"Then tell her. Look, there's nothing to be gained from hiding anything from her anymore. A relationship can't survive on lies and secrets. You said you love her, right?"
"With all my heart." Klavier swore.
"And Ema?" Apollo asked. You love Klavier too?"
Ema nodded "I do."
"Then Klavier, you should be able tell Ema anything. She's the love of your life, and took the same vows you did. She's with you, for better or for worse, so you can't be afraid to tell her anyting. And Ema, that means you have to accept Klavier, and no matter what he tells you, you can't jump to conclusions. You have to help him, no matter what he's going through. He needs to know that you're going to be there by his side, no matter what."
"You're right, Herr Justice." Klavier admitted. "You're absolutely right." Klavier turned back to Ema, and gently took her hand in his own.
"Ema, I need to tell you...about my brother.