For the last five weeks since seeing Scott in person for the first time in years, and his whole accident, I have literally thrown myself into work.

Remi is back in school with it being mid-September now, and Amanda's and Oliver's engagement party is now almost planed, the colors have been picked out, the theme of a masquerade gala is what they liked.

The food has been sorted, all that really needs to be done now is finding the perfect place to host the damn thing.

Honestly, every place I've chosen they don't like it and I know it's not personal at all, also I know Oliver is getting a lot of crap from his mom about not having it at the family home.

But Oliver knows that I will have to be there to see things through, and to make sure everything is set up on the day, he knows that I don't want anyone from his family knowing that I'm the one planning this party. But I have to find somewhere fast because the party is in three weeks, and I'm running out of options.

Pulling out of my thoughts as the door of my office opens, and I see Oliver walking in. turning my eyes away from the laptop and towards him, just as he takes a seat in front of me while looking at me with an apologetic look on his eyes.

"I have to tell you something, and you're not going to like it and I'm sorry Ella," Oliver said to me with sadness in his voice, looking at him alarmed by his words.

"Please tell me nobody knows about Remi?" I ask in a panic because that's all I care about, Scott or his mom can't know about her right now.

"God no! but Scott knows about you. He knows that you're the event planner" He confesses and looks at me sadly before adding "And he wants to see you" shaking my head and mumbled a few cursed words under my breath.

I'm thankful that Remi hasn't been mentioned but I could still kill Oliver right now. The last person I wanted to know I was in reach was Scott, honestly, since moving to LA I haven't really been that bothered about seeing him, because we live different lives.

And even though we run in the same work circle, I've always made sure to keep away from anything that's a link to him or football. If it weren't for that stupid accident or my guilty conscience I wouldn't have had to see him again.

"Jesus Christ! Ollie! Why don't you just tell your mom about Remi, over her morning cocktails while you're on a roll-;" I cut off angrily, rubbing my temples... I feel a headache forming.

"I'm sorry Ella, but Scott knew something was up and I couldn't lie anymore"

Taking a breath and moved my eyes up towards him and shook my head.

"No, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have put you in this position in the first place. I should have walked away from this event the moment I knew-;" I cut off and just stayed silent for a moment,

because the truth is, I brought this on myself. I never should have asked Oliver to lie to his family, it wasn't fair on him.

I know that that's why I shouldn't have taken this account, I should have just spared us both the grief, but even though it's not right and it's not fair, all I've been trying to do from start is protect my family, to protect my child, my world, my reason for breathing and I will always do that, even if that means keeping her away from Scott and anything chaotic that he may bring with him.

"So, what happens now?" I heard him asks me, which snaps me out of my worrying thoughts.

"I need to walk away from this event. Amber, she can do the rest, she can make sure the event goes to plan, and this way you can finally let your mother host it"

"And about Scott?" He asked me, ignoring the fact of everything else I just said.

"What about Scott? I don't owe him anything, Oliver! The only reason he wants to see me is to make himself feel better, so he doesn't feel like an ass anymore. And I'm sorry but I'm not going to amuse him, he made his choices and I've made mine"

His gaze just stares at me for a moment and shakes his head, opening his mouth to say something but stops suddenly. I know he wants to get involve and tell me that I am wrong and that it's been years and I should at least go and see Scott for closure or whatever, but I don't want to and I'm not going to.

I have my closure, I know why Scott did what he did, it doesn't take an Einstein to work it. He probably was told something along the lines, of having your high school sweetheart wasn't good for an up-and-coming hot pro football player, and he should let me go and he did.

And you know what.....maybe I'm wrong, but I've worked enough for celebrity events and lived in LA long enough to learn a few things and learn how things are done in the superstar world. I spent five years of my life supporting Scott and his dreams, and when it came down to him finally getting his dreams, he didn't have my back, he left me, he threw me away and he wasn't there for me.

So, the way I see it, me and Scott, at this moment have nothing to talk about.

"It's not that simple Ella, look I get that he hurt you. And I'm not condoning his actions or him walking out on you. But he is Remi's father, he needs to know that" Oliver announces to me, looking over to the picture frame of Remi and me, before letting out a sigh and looked back at Oliver.

"And he will one day" I argued, I've always planned of telling Scott about his daughter, but I just don't know when that day is going to be, I always hoped that it would be a day when she's old enough to understand and process it all.

I just don't think she is yet, she's not even five years old.

And is Scott really ready to be a father to her?

"What when she's eighteen? And old enough to make her own choice"

"Well it's a thought" I replied with a raised eyebrows, maybe that's the perfect time to tell her when she's an adult and can make the choice to see her father or not. But until she is eighteen, I am her mother and I make this decision nobody else does.

"You can't be serious? Scott has the right to be there for her childhood" Oliver said trying to guilt-trip me into something,

"He walked away from me, remember?" I snapped.

I shouldn't have to argue with him about my daughter and what's best for her, if he wants to act like a parent, then he should have his own child and stop trying to parent mine.

"I know Ella, I'm just trying to make you see that the longer you keep this secret, the worst the fallout is going to be when it does eventually come to the surface. At least if you tell Scott soon, you can control the situation." He says.

I understand his concern I really do, and as much as I hate to admit it. Oliver is right and Scott does and should know about our daughter, I just don't know how to do it, I just don't know if I can re-open all that pain and hurt again, open that door to let him back into my life, which is what I will be doing.

"Look how about this, I will agree to a meeting with Scott, and then I will take it from there, but as for Remi, I'm just not there yet. I need to see if he is even capable of being a father first before he even knows about her" I suggest.

"Sounds fair, I suppose" He replies, I know he's not happy with my suggestion that much. And I know he's in a rough situation that I put him in, but I've agreed to meet up with Scott and right now that's all I can and will offer.

Oliver reaches over and grabs a pen and sticky note, before writing something down and then places it firmly down on my desk in front of me.

"Call him Ella, for both your sakes and Remi's too" he added before getting up and walking out of my office, but not before giving me one final look, then he was gone out of my view.

Waiting until he was fully out of sight before I picked up the sticky note and saw a phone number and Scott's name underneath it.

Twirling it around in-between my fingers, eventually, Oliver isn't going to be able to keep Remi a secret. He's not a liar, he's never been a liar not in the time I knew him at least.

I also know that it's hurting him to lie to his brother like this, so at least this way I'm making an effort on Oliver's behalf, I'm going to call Scott even though I hate the idea of even hearing his voice, and I'm going to ask him to meet me for coffee tomorrow if he can.

Then I guess I will take things from there, and that's all I've got right now, and it has to be enough.