A cramped apartment party during a pivotal character arc.

Outside, the first few drops of rain began to hit the window. Sarah watched them streak down the glass, blurring the city lights into unrecognizable smears of color. She didn't leave the kitchen. She didn't join the dance floor. She just stood there, waiting for the knock that would change everything, or the silence that would keep everything exactly the same. 🎭 Episode Breakdown

Mark offered a small, sad smile. He held up his drink. “To the hope that kills us every season finale.”