What Ifs

Brayden had quickly shuffled Meredith back to their hotel. Mizuki had tried calling several times. Brayden had been too focused on making sure Meredith really was alright so he ignored the first few attempts but when Mizuki had called him in excess of twenty times she finally decided maybe Meredith somehow got Brayden to not answer her calls. Mizuki tried calling Meredith.

Meredith was at the spa of their hotel and had left her phone in their room to charge when Brayden saw that Mizuki was calling Meredith's phone. He sighed and picked it up.

"Mizuki."

"Bra-Brayden!" Mizuki was shocked that Brayden had answered. "Where are you? Did you make it down okay?"

"Mizuki don't call me anymore. And don't call my wife." Brayden didn't tell her that lightly. He sighed deeply.

"B-but…why?" Mizuki was frantic. "Brayden we have been friends for years. We're best friends."

"Look Mizuki, Meredith is—"