called a typewriter." Sadie smirked at the other blonde, "Ezra isn't the type...he's too vanilla."

"Han, that' not a "playboy", that's a "playbill."

"I don't think what's missing matters." Emily tells them, "A wants us to know that she can come and go through Ezra's apartment. When's it gonna stop? Remember where we were a few months ago?"

"Visiting Sadie and I in the hospital."

"A hit Hanna, and Sadie, and kept on going."

"He didn't even hesitate before pushing Ian." Spencer said to them, "It's almost like it was no big deal."

"I don't wanna be sitting next to you guys at another funeral."

Sadie raised an eyebrow at the girl, "You think we should tell the therapist?"

Hanna nodded.

"We were really close to telling her yesterday." Aria looks over them, "It felt so good."

"Telling Anne wouldn't be like telling our parents, or Will and Jesse." Emily said, "I mean, she has to keep it a secret, right?"

"Look, okay, I know we promised Garrett that we wouldn't show the video to the cops. But, I mean, if we want Anne to believe us."

"A picture's worth a thousand words."

"You know, she was wearing a gorgeous pair of Chloes."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Saide raised her eyebrow.

"The shrink."

"And this is relevant to this conversation because...,"

"You can tell a lot about a person by their shoes."

Sadie tilts her head, "I have a pair of red bottoms. What does that say about me?"

Emily ignores both the blondes, "I really heard her when she said that we don't have to go through this alone."

"Do we all agree?" Spencer asked after a moment of silence.

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      ❝𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐊 𝐘𝐎𝐔 for seeing us today.❞ Aria thanks the therapist as the five take a seat back on the white couch.

"It sounded like there was something you really wanted to tell me."

"There's also something we wanted to show you." Emily tells her, pulling her laptop from her bag.

"Um, I, I, just wanna get one thing straight here." Hanna's words make the other's turn to look at her. "You're not allowed to tell anyone anything that we say in here, right?"

"Unless you tell me something that leads me to believe that you're a danger to yourself or to someone else."

"Okay. Hanna?"

"I didn't know Tory made those boots in brown." The Marin girl's attention was drawn to the pair of shoes Anne was wearing on her feet.

Spencer looks at her in disbelief, "Are you satisfied?"

"Yeah. Yeah, I'm good. Go ahead, Emily."

"I — I think we should tell her first, and then....,"

"Yeah, sure."

"Aria?"

"We did drift apart after Alison went missing. And it's true that her...her death brought us back together." Aria starts to tell the woman.

Sadie looks around the room, not really wanting to show any emotion when a black frame caught her eye. Subtly hitting Spencer, the blonde barley tipped her head in the direction she was looking while thankfully Spencer noticed.

Sitting on one of the selves in the office was Ezra's certificate for Hollis College.

"This talk is premature." Spencer cuts Aria off, earning looks from everyone until they turned to look at what Sadie and Spencer were.

"Um, I'm sorry we wasted your time." Emily closes her laptop.

"Wh — what just happened here?" Anne questioned the five girls, a confused look painted across her face as the girls begin to get up, grabbing their bags.

"Um, you know, we need to figure out what we wanna say, so that we can communicate more.

Sadie walks ahead of the door, quickly snatching the framed certificate from the shelve and shoving it into Hanna's purse since it was bigger than the one she carried.

"And — and that's what we'll do." Emily says.

"So, we're gonna reschedule." Spencer tells the therapist.

"You girls called me, remember?"

"Yeah, I — I'm really sorry about this." Aria apologizes to the women as they all rush out of the office, "Well, if she didn't think we were crazy before, she does now. What was that?"

"God, you really — I'll shut up." Sadie rolls her eyes as she digs into Hanna's bag and shoved the frame into Aria's hands.

"Where did you get this?"

"On the bookshelf behind the shrink." Hanna responds as Sadie looks around them.

"This is what A took from Ezra's."

"No, really?" Sadie scoffed, crossing her arms over her chest.

"A knows we're coming here." Spencer said.

"And that we were gonna tell."

"How is A always one step ahead of us?"

"You know, I'm starting to think that bitch has superpowers."

"We gotta tell Ezra to change his locks."

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     ❝𝐒𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐄 𝐉𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒, we need to talk.❞ Will knocks on his little sister's door before he walked in, finding the two teenagers sprawled out around Sadie's room, a movie playing on TV.

"I'll go see if Cassie needs help with dinner." Caleb sends an awkward smile to the redhead Beaumont sibling as he walked out of the room.

"What's up?"

"So, I got a call from the therapist today, and she said that she's not going to be able to see you and the girls as a group anymore." Will sits on the corner of her bed, keeping his eyes on his little sister with worry.

"Why do I feel like there's more to the story?" Sadie sighs, pausing the movie and sitting up more in her bed.

"Anne also thinks that the five of you aren't capable of a healthy friendship at this moment in time. She recommended that you spend time apart from each other."

"So what are you saying?" Sadie can already feel the tears pooling in her eyes, her voice cracking by the end of her sentence.

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𝐒𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐄 𝐖𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐒 her arms around herself as the five girls stand in the shed after getting an S.O.S text from Spencer.

"Anyone could've sent that, Spence."

Hanna backs Aria up, "Yeah, and it could just be some kook trying to mess with Melissa."

"Maybe, but it doesn't seem random." Spence says, "It's not safe. I can't tell you'?"

"Can't tell you what?"

"Where he is."

"Ian is dead." Sadie tells them with a dead look in her eyes, "He was pushed from the bell tower, we saw it happen."

Aria nodded, "We all saw him."

"There's only one way to know for sure." Hanna said, "Send a reply."

"How do I know this is you?" Spencer reads out the message that she sends to the unknown number in Melissa's phone.

The phone dings and she turns it around for the four to read it.

"Um, what's something that only Ian would be able to answer?"

"Ask him what they're naming the baby." Sadie suggests a shrug.

"What is the name?"

"Taylor."

Gasps ring out as the phone chimes in replay with the correct baby name.

"It's him."

"Ian's Alive."