Oliver had been gone for hours.

There were so many thoughts running through Addison's head. Eventually, he recalled Oliver's last trip out of the house, when he came back covered in bruises. He stood at the window peaking out of blinds like some stalker, but he couldn't help it.

He was worried.

Addison didn't exactly know what terms they were on. Should he call him and ask where he was? Or would that be weird?

He just wanted to get this talk over with and face the harsh rejection.

Even after what Gabe said, Addison was hell-bent on believing Oliver didn't like him in that way.

He just broke up...