Earlier today, the entire company greeted Pippa the moment she stepped inside the theatre. It's her 33rd birthday and they're all excited for the little party they prepared for her after the evening show. One of them even joked that they should just cancel the shows and just party the whole day.

After the curtain call everyone rushed to their respective dressing rooms. Taylor almost fell on the stairway which made Andrew laugh, but not Pippa.

"Hey, you okay?" Andrew asked which made Pippa come back to her senses

"Oh uhhhh yeah it's just.... well I'm okay." she said before entering her dressing room.

"Meet us in the hallways when you're done, okay? See you!" Andrew said before disappearing.

She was about to ask why but she's too occupied by her thoughts. She still doesn't know about the little party. She thought the surprise ended with the gifts and banners on her dressing room.

As she went out of her room, she heard a commotion on the hallway. They all greeted her followed by the famous happy birthday song. "......happy birthday, dear Pippa..... happy birthday to you!"

"Thank you guys!" She said while throwing little kisses to everybody.

If someone told her earlier when she woke up that today would be a great day, she wouldn't believe it. She blew the candle and scanned the whole place. Ohhhh cookies!... of course there are drinks. I"ll make sure to grab some (or a lot? ) she made a mental note.

While everyone is enjoying themselves in the party, she was informed there were a lot of people waiting for her outside. She's happy and she has plenty of energy for stage door, so she decided to go out.

She's about to finish signing all the playbills and taking pictures with everybody when she caught a familiar face outside the theater. She thought she was hallucinating but the man gave him a soft smile before walking away.

"P, are you done? Let's go. Marilee's drinks are to die for." Andrew called her. Her feet followed him but her mind remained outside that door.

He offered her some cookies and sat beside her. "Hey, tell me what's bothering you."

"I'm fine." she denied

"You know that doesn't work on me, right?" He angled his body facing Pippa.

Pippa sighed in defeat, "He's here. I thought I was just imagining him in the crowd when I bowed during the curtain call, but he really is here. I saw him outside."

"Who? Your husband?" Pippa nodded. "How do you feel then?"

Their conversation was interrupted by some of their cast mates fighting over the last few pieces of cookies.

"I got it. I got it!" Matias shouted triumphantly.

"Damn! I'll kill you Matty!" Delphi shouted. Everybody cheered for her as if they're in an actual battle and they're on her side.

"Can someone at least tell me where to get these cookies? Who brought these anyway?" Taylor asked.

Pippa looked at the cookies on the plate Andrew brought. "Good thing I saved you some. It's really good. If you don't like it I'll juts ge..."

Pippa hit Andrew's hand that was just trying to get a piece of cookie. She grabbed a piece and took a bite.....

"Pasquale's!" said Matias who can't speak properly because Delphi's trying to kill him with tickles.

"They sell Pizza! Not cookies!"

"I mean Steve. Pippa's husband. He told me not to tell anyone but its a matter of life and death. He won't kill me if he knows I told you guys, right?"

"Ughh I'd give anything to be Pippa Soo right now. " Taylor said which made everyone laugh.

He remembered! Pippa told herself while she indulge the remaining cookie in her hand.

"You're tearing up, P!" Andrew said.

She should be mad. She was expecting it would ruin her mood for the rest of the night. She was expecting all the worst feelings but she's disappointed because what she's feeling now is nothing close to any of those. She feels.....

"Drew, I'm happy." a tear started to fall on her cheek as she leaned on Andrew's shoulder.

Now things will get harder for me. She told herself.
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"Are you sure you're okay? You look so pale" Andrew asked.

"Yeah. Its always like this the day after I drink. I can handle." Pippa assured him. "Now go to your place. I have to finish my make up"

During the curtain call, Andrew is still checking up on Pippa from time to time. She forgot some lines but it wasn't that noticeable.

"See? I can handle." Pippa smirked at Andrew while he offered his arm for her to hold as they walk off stage.

"I'd take you to your place." Pippa was about to refuse but Andrew didn't listen and carried her bag instead.

As much as Andrew wants to stay, he has prior commitments to attend to and Pippa really insisted she'll be okay. He just let her go to bed before leaving.

The next day, Delphi received a call from Pippa telling her she's out for tonight's show. No greeting, no reason, no anything, just "I'm out for tonight" which she finds odd.

As soon as Andrew walked in to his dressing room, Delphi went up to him and asked how's Pippa.

"What do you mean how's Pippa?"

"Well I'm Guenevere tonight and when she called me this morning she just told me she's out. And I wonder if she's okay because she's obviously unwell last night. I mean she'll be fine, right? Steve would at least let us know if something happened to her." Delphi said.

Except when he doesn't even know what's happening with his wife. Said the voices in his head. "Uhhh..yeah. Yes. I'll try to call her and see what's going on. Break a leg, Delphs!"

He didn't even wait for Delphi to leave the room. He immediately grabbed his phone and called Pippa.

5 rings and still no answer.

"Drew,... I think I'll pa....." she was cut off with a loud bang which sounds like she hit something.

"P!" He grabbed his coat and bag. "Damn it this woman!"

"I'm out!" Everyone in the hallway were confused when they saw him because they have 30 mins left before the show starts and he's leaving the theatre.

He knows it's unprofessional but he's too focused on getting to Pippa's place as soon as possible. He didn't even know how he got there. Good thing he still has a spare key for her place.

When he opened the door, he immediately saw Pippa lying on the ground. "Oh god!" He subconsciously dialed 9-1-1 for immediate rescue.
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Pippa woke up in a hospital bed and saw Andrew sitting on the couch. He immediately stand up when he saw her move.

"Hey, how are you?" he asked.

"I'm feeling better." She softly said. Andrew just looked at her with an expression she can't read. "Thank you."

"See? I can handle." he smirked as he mimicked her tone yesterday.

"I'm sorry" she said sincerely.

Andrew shrugged. "Just....pls don't do it again. I was so worried I didn't even know how I got into your place that fast."

He sat on the bed beside her and held her hand when he felt she was about to cry. "What happened?"

"I woke up light headed. I thought it was because of the drinks because it's the same feeling I felt few weeks ago the day after drinking. I was having stomach pains. I can't even get up the bed but I had to throw up. That's when I decided I can't go to work. I felt better after throwing up and so I slept again. Woke up to your calls but I left my phone in the kitchen countertop and when I got up the world just suddenly started spin...." There was a knock on the door and the doctor went in.

"How are you, Phillipa?" the doctor asked.

"I'm feeling good I guess" she said.

"Good news first or bad news?"

"Good"

"Okay the good news is we didn't find anything serious in your head after the concussion so you can be discharged today."

"Oh thank you. And the bad?" Pippa asked a little nervous.

"The alcohol put the baby at risk. I'd refer you to an OB and have....." the doctor was cut off

"Baby?" Pippa questioned.

"Ohhh so I suppose you're not aware? You're 6 weeks pregnant, Phillipa."

The doctor continued to speak but somehow she can't hear any of it. It felt like her world stopped turning and all she can hear is You're 6 weeks pregnant as if those words are on loop.

You're 6 weeks pregnant

You're 6 weeks pregnant

Andrew pressed her hand tighter which made her come back to her senses. The doctor already left and Andrew was just staring at her blankly. Like he's also processing all the things that happened.

You're 6 weeks pregnant

Pippa's phone lit up notifying she received a message

[message notification from Atty. Vasquez:
Greetings Mrs. Soo, just a reminder about our first meeting tomorrow. If there are any changes about the schedule please let me know ASAP so I can inform Mr. Pasquale]

Andrew read the message too and she's aware of it. He turned his gaze from the phone to Pippa and raised his eyebrow waiting for her to say something.

"We're getting a divorce"