a/n: first of all, thank you to those who are reading! i really didnt think this fic would create such an amazing debate on who's right and who is wrong! frankly, i think they both are. when you're married, you take a vow. you live or die for that significant other, but if they're not happy... then something this definitely wrong with their husband or wife. nobody cheats without a reason.

second of all, to anon, Blackrow, and Guest: you guys made great points about elsa that i feel like i needed to respond here. thank you for taking your time to review by the way! what i want to say it that... elsa is definitely wrong on her part. but i have to agree on anon here that feelings can be irrational. the interacts she has with anna are definitely irrational too, but elsa makes it seem like everything is normal because right now the divorce to her *is* normal. i think you'll read more about it in this chapter about why she thinks that. i havent had my parents divorced at all, but my sister did go through a divorce a long time ago when i was still pretty young. but i have taken sociology so i know a little bit of what a marriage/divorce is like in terms of their interactions with each other. what elsa and anna feel at the moment... theyre as rational as it could be when theres a divorce.

if there's any questions, please visit my tumblr: not-rotting . tumblr . com!

Going to work was just another excuse for Anna so that she wouldn't have to think about anything else other than work. Honestly, she despised it there - but if it helped her to forget about Elsa, it was good for her.

Weselton wasn't the greatest boss, and if Anna could rate him, he would be a three - one of those points only being his wig because it always made her laugh. Used to anyway. She hadn't had a real laugh for quite a long time now.

Anna didn't quite have that much work that afternoon anyway. People were getting ready for Thanksgiving dinner, and even Kristoff had gone home early.

She scratched her head, reading through the texts she received from Meg in her cubicle.

Meg: You are coming right?

Me: Yeah, sure.

Meg: What do you mean, 'yeah, sure'? Look, Olaf's excited to see you. So am I.

Me: I'll be there, don't worry. What time again?

Meg: Get here before 2, okay? Mind telling Elsa that too? You said she'd come.

Me: She will. Don't worry about it, I'll talk to you later.

Meg; Don't be late!

Anna groaned, throwing her head back. It wasn't the first time Meg had forced the two of them to be together. It was just… Anna felt awkward. It had already been a month since Anna had woken up in Elsa's home all hungover and tired. She couldn't forget about it.

And the way she acted… still acted… Gods, Anna felt herself dying a little bit inside. This wasn't her at all - to say something so coldly to Elsa and ignore her. This happened more than once too.

Anna put her fingers in her hair. "What's gotten into the both of us…?" she questioned to herself.

Anna glared at her phone… only to see Elsa's caller ID appearing on the screen. She tensed up. She didn't know why she was so tensed up. Elsa always called her, asked how she was doing… but today, Anna was especially nervous.

Gulping down the fear of rejection, she picked up the phone. "H-Hello?"

"Anna?"

It was so nice to hear her voice… what wasn't nice was how Elsa was acting. Is 'normal' what this is to Elsa now? What a joke. Anna sighed. "Hey, what's up?"

"Anna, what is wrong?"

The redhead could almost feel her frown from the other end. "No, nothing's wrong." She had to change this subject. "You… you're coming, right? To school."

"Of course."

"Hans too?"

"No, not Hans." At least, that gave Anna a bit of relief. Even she knew Elsa knew that she would feel uncomfortable with him around. But Anna had always said that it was okay to be… well, intimate in front of Anna. Apparently… Anna never did feel okay, even if she said she was.

Anna didn't say anything for a second in contemplation. "Um… you know it's okay to bring him right? It's not my right to oppose."

"And it's not my right to make you feel uncomfortable, Anna."

Oh, for fuck's sake. Anna wanted to laugh, but she didn't. She had enough respect for Elsa to respect their own boundaries. "Yeah… don't worry, it's fine. And… I know I've been kind of… weird lately, but it's only because I've been thinking a lot. I don't mean to ignore you if I ever did."

"Anna…"

She cleared her throat. "S-So what's up? You wanted to tell me something."

Elsa didn't say anything for a while before Anna heard a sigh from the other end. "I wanted to ask if you want some of the chocolate chips cookies I made yesterday. It's not soft."

Ah… Elsa still remembered her favorite kinds of cookies. It hadn't been too long after their divorce but after everything, Anna could only expect how little Elsa would think about her. This didn't seem to be the case anymore. Anna pursed her lips together. She missed Elsa's cooking… it always reminded her of her grandmother's. Always… reminded her of the love they had - the love that Elsa put in her food.

Anna took in a deep shaky breath. "Um… yeah, I'd like some. You'll bring it to school right?"

"Of course. You seem… down lately, I thought I could -"

"Look, we should be happy." Anna smiled. "Olaf's doing a play in a bit so… what we just need to do is be there with him. Even if it comes to pretending that you love me." She took a deep breath. "Alright, I'll see you soon."

"Anna -"

The woman immediately hung up. Ah, everything that she wanted to say today… oh, it just felt so good to get it off her chest.

But even so… how could Elsa say something like this? 'Feeling down'? I feel like I'm dying. And perhaps, Elsa never did consider her as a… well, a friend anymore. Just two strangers that once had a kid that bonded them together.

While Anna wanted to mope around and cry, she didn't have the time or the energy to. She had had enough of all that during that day.

Having enough courage to pick herself up, she got out of work and into her own car. It was Thanksgiving, anyway, she shouldn't be acting like this. Though… celebrating Thanksgiving was the last thing she ever wanted to do with her… family.

She arrived in the decent sized auditorium, crowded with hundreds of parents and kids from all ages. The walls were filled with decorations made by kids, colors ranging from every autumn shades. The stage was empty, the background being a farm with small little props painted and structured nicely.

Anna smiled, eyes scanning the sea of people. It's a good day…

"Hey, you're here!"

Anna turned around to see Meg in her usual apron walking towards her. "Oh, Meg. I'm not late, am I?"

She shook her head, grabbing Anna's hand. The redhead raised her eyebrow and gazed down at their entangled fingers. "No, you're just in time. I snagged you a seat with Elsa so you guys will be sitting in the front."

Anna chuckled nervously, looking back up. "Er, special privilege, I see."

"Oh, please, we've known each other for two years now, you should be thankful."

Anna rolled her eyes. "I don't know about that."

"Whatever, Elsa's already here so just go to the right and you'll see a beautiful blonde waiting for her princess."

Anna turned, eyes scanning to the direction that Meg had pointed to. Elsa was just sitting in the front, like she said, talking and laughing with a woman next to her. Wow… for the first time in a long time, Anna was able to see Elsa's sweet, sweet laughter. She forgot how beautiful and addicting it was to look at.

She blinked. "Hey, what do you mean 'her prin-'"

"Whoops, gotta go! The show is going to start in a few minutes. Go grab your seat!"

"W-What about Olaf?!"

"He's with the class!" Before Anna could even say another sentence, Meg was already running back up to the stage.

Anna let out a huff. "'Princess', are you kidding me…?" Well, Anna could easily brush it off. Meg's jokes were always a little surprising sometimes, but for her to say 'princess' like Elsa still loved her… The woman turned and walked to said person. Still, while Anna had talked to Elsa on the phone, talking in person… well, it was a different story. Almost like Anna was having her first meeting with Elsa.

"Hey." Anna tapped her shoulder, prompting the two women to look up. She waved. "Sorry, I'm late."

Elsa immediately got up. "No, you're early. Olaf's class is still backstage."

"I know, I saw Meg earlier." Anna nodded, looking over the tall woman's shoulder to see a stranger waving behind her. "Hi, sorry for disturbing your conversations."

The woman shook her head. "No, no! We were just talking about how our kids used to be in the same class. Mine transferred to Miss Lee."

"Ah…" Anna nodded.

Elsa smiled and reached for Anna's hand. "Sorry, let me introduce her to you. This is Anna. Anna, meet Tiana. A wonderful baker with a beautiful bakery."

"Oh, stop." Tiana chuckled. "Look at you, being all humble. I can see you have a wonderful wife too."

Anna's hair on the back of her neck stood up, and everything in her body seemed to have gone to shock.

"Wait, we're not -"

"She and I aren't -"

Oh. The two women turned to each other, prompting Tiana's eyes to go wide.

"Oh… Oh, but I thought… I'm sorry," Tiana giggled nervously, "It's just Anna's wearing a ring and you're holding her hand so I assumed…"

Immediately, Elsa let Anna's hand go. Without a thought. Huh. It was so like her. And slowly, Anna's face fell, turning away and having her own arms hold her own body. Why did she continue to wear that ring? What the hell was she hoping for? I should've sold it a long time ago. But these… tugging thoughts just kept coming and it was just there to stay.

She heard Elsa take a deep breath. "People assume that a lot. But we're not together." A pause. "We are close though." Close.

"Ah…" This was a bit awkward. "Well, closeness is good too."

"Yeah, it is…" Anna replied. "Are you married too?"

"Oh, yes. To this dork of a man. Sad he's not here to see the play, I bet he'll be extremely jealous once my daughter and I brag about it to him."

Elsa giggled. "You must have a wonderful family." Before anything else was being said, a loud cough coming from the microphone on the stage sounded, and the lights were dimming. The women turned, seeing the school's principal readying himself to make a speech.

"Thank you all, parents, grandparents, and siblings for coming to our Thanksgiving special today. Welcome! Don't worry, the first-grade classes are finishing up getting ready, so in a second, you'll be able to see how wonderful your children are. Of course, nobody will be left out…"

Anna felt a tug on her sleeve, turning to see Elsa sitting. "Sit," she whispered, and the redhead slowly followed suit. "I told you, I baked you cookies." The blonde reached down for a white tote bag with a container of various cookies and brownies inside. Oh, just looking at it as she pulled it out had Anna almost drooling.

"Jesus, you baked that much?" Anna furrowed her brows.

Elsa smirked. "Well, it's not you can't finish it, right?" She was right.

"You know I can't ever resist your desserts, especially, anything that's chocolate related."

"That's why I baked extra. The rest are for the bake sale." Anna was just about to reach for one until Elsa put it back in the bag. She gently slapped Anna's hand away. "No, no, no, after Olaf's finished, then you'll get some."

The woman groaned and rolled her eyes. "You make it so hard for me sometimes."

It was quiet again. And Anna… well, she didn't know she had said anything wrong for a moment until she realized. But then again… Anna wasn't wrong. The play had started with parents clapping their hands, screaming their children's name as loudly as they could, but Anna paid little to no attention to that.

Elsa was still smiling, softly clapping her hands… perhaps, well ignoring what Anna had said. She stared and stared and stared… but those words just couldn't break Elsa at all. What is she?

"Elsa -"

"Look! It's Olaf." The blonde grabbed her arm, prompting Anna to turn to see a little man with blond hair on stage… dressed as a snowman. Oh my god…

Anna couldn't contain the smile on her face. She had never seen her baby look this happy being a snowman - on stage, even. And to see him in such a cute costume… Anna felt as if she was going to faint in happiness.

And right now, seeing Olaf's eyes searching around for his parents had given Anna a reason to not talk about anything else and just focus on her son.

Olaf waved slightly and discreetly, knowing the play had already started. Both parents squealed with silence and happiness, giving him the biggest wave ever… only for them to gaze at each other afterward… and only blush and awkwardness ensued them. Anna didn't know what to say - after all, Olaf was the only kid who bonded them together.

For a while, every single adult in the auditorium quietly watched the play. Olaf had a fair amount of stage time so it gave the two parents the time of their life to be his biggest fans in the audience. Honestly, Anna found the play quite cute… especially her child, obviously.

About half an hour into the play, it was finally at the closing scene.

Anna felt a tap on her shoulder and turned to see Elsa handing her a cookie - though, she did take a bite. "I thought you haven't had lunch. One for now, alright? Then, after, we'll go eat with Olaf. A good Thanksgiving dinner."

"We're not eating at home?"

"Not tonight, that is."

The redhead raised an eyebrow and took a bite out of Elsa's bite. Hm, tasty… as always. "Mm… I can wait. Save it for later, it's dessert." She grinned widely, patting her stomach. "Also, that is really, really good. You never change."

Elsa only rolled her eyes. "Oh, you never change."

"Not for those cookies, I won't." A pause. "Other aspects… maybe."

"Anna, don't do this now -"

"Then when?" Anna breathed. "When are we going to talk about it? When are you going to tell me what has gotten into our marriage… that forced you to leave? That… forced me out of my happiness and joy?"

Elsa shut her eyes. The play was ending soon, and the next class would be performing. That, Anna didn't have to see. "Anna…"

"It's been almost a year since we filed for divorce, yet… you've given me nothing but… but that you just don't love me." Anna's face fell to her palms, tears that she held back were finally falling. But she had to be strong. Olaf was watching them. She didn't want her baby to get hurt either - and if she could take all the hit from Elsa… she was willing to do that.

She felt a hand on her back, and immediately, she got up from her seat. "I'm going to the bathroom. We'll talk later." Anna didn't want to show her vulnerable expression, leaving as quickly as her feet could take her. Ah, cold… cold was all she could be.

And after the play ended, Olaf went back to his classroom to put everything away and get dressed. In the school's basketball court, backyard… Elsa was leaning against the wall, eyes down, arms crossed together, and Anna… oh, Anna was just staring. Crying. She was enraged. Never had she gotten so angry to the point that she was crying. Never had ever gotten angry.

But the cars that zoomed pass them muted those cries. Those… dreadful tears. Though, Anna's eyes stayed firm. "So…" Anna took a deep breath, wiping her tears in the back of her hand. "I-I… I did everything that you've told me to do… I've agreed to everything… I…"

"Anna, you did. And you know what? Perhaps, I'm selfish… but every time you give me that look… that pitiful eyes like right now?"

"Pitiful eyes…?" Anna squinted. "You call me loving you pitiful?"

Elsa furrowed her eyebrows in disappointment. "Every time you look at me, I feel like… I've just lost a little bit of myself. I feel…" She chuckled. "God, you don't understand."

"Then help me!" she yelled. She couldn't stand it anymore. "HELP ME UNDERSTAND! Just… what did I do wrong for us to go wrong?"

"I told you, it's not you -"

Slap. "Fuck. You."

The sound… oh, the sound of Anna's hand going across her cheek, everyone must've heard it because Anna's ears just rang. It was so loud… so painful. And Elsa just accepted it with nothing but… those… fucking irritating blank eyes. Like she didn't care. Like she regarded Anna like she was nothing.

"I gave you everything." Anna tried her very best to suppress her cries, her voice completely stuck in her throat. "I sacrificed everything… for you. For you to just fucking leave!"

Elsa growled, between her teeth. "This is exactly why." She took a deep breath, and Anna's only response was the widening of her own eyes… to see the hurt in Elsa's expression and her watery eyes. "You sacrificed everything… everything… and what is there left? I feel… I feel lost. Everything that we do… that we say, I feel completely indifferent. Is this what you want to hear? Because I feel nothing, Anna… I feel so…" She ran her fingers through her blonde hair, tears finally flowing down. "Our marriage… our relationship… it all felt so fake. But I didn't want to hurt you - I didn't know how to."

Anna shook her head, her mind telling her no, no, no. That this couldn't be happening. That Elsa… didn't want… what, happiness? Peace?

"So that's what you meant when you say you lost your love for me…" Anna looked away, chuckling through her tears. This was completely unbelievable.

"Don't you understand…?" Elsa's voice was so weak. "How could I ever tell you to stop giving me everything? How could I… ever fucking tell you how depressing our marriage was? Nothing - for God's sake, NOTHING ever happens! You did everything! And everything was just… there. I was sick of it all."

"Then why…? Why tell me now? Why couldn't we just talk -"

"Why should I ruin someone else's happiness just because I wasn't? I love our son, Anna… how could I ever tell him that her mom is being selfish?" Elsa came close to her, pointing at her own chest. "How?" she emphasized through a whisper. "Tell me, Anna!"

"Mom?"

The two gazed down at the small voice… to see frightened big eyes gazing at the two of them… and behind them, Meg was standing there. And Meg… she stood there in silence. In shock… and Anna knew, with the two of them like this, they weren't fit to be his parents. Because that face… they had never seen such horrified face before.

"Girls, Olaf wanted to see you." Anna could barely hear Meg's voice.

"Olaf…" Anna whispered.

The boy turned to her. "M-Mama? Why are you two yelling?"

"Olaf -"

"Oh dear…" Elsa sniffled, quickly wiping her tears before getting down to pick Olaf up in her arms. "It's nothing, baby. Mama and I… we were just talking about how good your performance was." She smiled. Well, to the best of her abilities anyway. "We're very proud of you."

Olaf pouted, his small fingers reaching for Elsa's cheek. "Your cheek is red… did you get hit?"

Meg's eyes widened, eyebrows furrowed. She glared at the redhead. No, Anna just couldn't face her. Nobody. She felt… horrible. And she just didn't understand how Elsa could hide her feelings so easily.

Elsa grasped his small hand and kissed the palm. "Mm, it's nothing, baby. Did you enjoy your performance?"

"Mhm…" His voice was still unsettling. "Did you see me jump down from the tree before?"

"It was beautiful, baby. Do you want to eat? We can go anywhere you like."

"Okay!" Ah, he would give anything for food. "Um… I want pasta and turkey? … but is Mama coming?"

The redhead blinked, turning to her child. "Yeah, Mama's coming. I can't let your mother celebrate your little victory alone today, right?" She ruffled his hair.

"Y-Yeah, heh…" He fiddled with his fingers, and slowly his face fell again. "U-Um… am I a bad boy? Did I do something wrong?"

Elsa widened her eyes. "No, no, you've been a very good boy. Mama and I… we're fine okay?"

Olaf turned to his Mama. "F-Fine?"

Anna kissed his head. "Yeah, baby, we're fine."

"Can I go back and grab my bag then?"

"Sure thing, kid."

Right now, Anna felt defeated. Elsa had told her the truth… had told her how she felt all this time, yet… watching her speak to their son so normally, so happily, made Anna feel like she didn't belong. She couldn't stand it. She felt sick in the stomach. And when Olaf left with worried eyes of Meg's staring at them one last time, the silence was all that was left of the two. Silence was all they needed. Because nothing felt worse than to have words attacking each other again.

"What… the hell… am I supposed to do?" Anna began.

"Anna…" The redhead flinched when she felt fingers caressing her cheek. Anna gazed up at the blonde's blue eyes. Ah, she had completely forgotten the beauty of it. "It's different now, don't you see…?"

Anna shook her head, her own fingers grasping on Elsa's wrist loosely. "No. Remember when we were young… when we were… immature, needy adults? When we tried so hard to get into each other's pants? What the fuck happened to that?" Immediately, she pushed the woman against the wall, her own arms trapping Elsa between her.

The blonde barely flinched… barely even reacted. Did she want this? Anna's eyes wandered around her mysterious expression, her own body closing up on Elsa's. Ah… she remembered this warmth so clearly. So wonderfully.

"Remember all the things we used to do? How we… matured as we grew… how happy we were when Olaf came along? Is that all gone?" Elsa didn't say anything… her ocean colored eyes glowing like they were diamonds, cold fingers reaching for Anna's chin. And Anna allowed her thumb to caress her skin, her lips… "Did you… ever forget…?" Anna breathed, letting herself come closer to her.

"How can I…?"

Closer… closer…

She closed her eyes, feeling Elsa's soft lips graze against hers. The slightest touch was a reminder. The slightest warmth was their love. Anna breathed in slowly, taking in every wondrous scent… every single touch. And she indulged herself, closing in to kiss the woman she still loved. To feel that love that, perhaps, was still there. And it was just one kiss.

One… broken kiss.