Bree heard a car pull up, it had startled her from her sleep. She got up and looked out her window, she was shocked at what she saw. Ali heading to Will's car, him almost smiling. She felt stabbed in the heart once more. She texted Will immediately:<br/><br/>"Will, I resign, thank you for the opportunity you afforded me for a week. I will be looking for employment elsewhere."<br/><br/>Then a text to Ali:<br/><br/>"Good luck with Will, guess you deserve him more than I do."<br/><br/>Then to Jim:<br/><br/>"Please Jim, I need a friend, Ali, Will, done in my life. Please I need someone to talk to."<br/><br/>Bree sat on the bed numb, hurt, crushed. It was time to make a change and no longer be the 'good, safe, girl' any longer.