Erica looked between the two of them sadly.  She touched Cassidy's hand, expecting a slap or some other form of retribution. "No, Cass.  I'm not rejecting you. I'm doing the one thing I should do. Alfred, come here please."  She extended her other hand towards him.  If he accepted, she brought the two of them together, if not, she still spoke to both of them. "Look, I've fucked up. I wanted everything, and I'm about to lose it instead. Alfred, I should have told you what you were getting into, and Cassidy, I should have asked you first. Please, both of you, forgive me. I don't deserve either of your forgiveness right now, but I hope you can give it to me. Alfred, if you want to be with me, that means being with Cass, too. And it means that I can't stop either of you from being with the other. Cass, if you want to be with me, that means I get to be with Alfred. Does...does that make any sense?"  Between the look in Alfred's eyes and what Cass had been doing to her body, Erica couldn't tell her left from her right, but she knew she had to fix this.