"I feel like I'm on the verge of a breakdown." Sara sighed, leaning against the wall of the hallway outside of Spencer's old apartment. "It's not just a friend and co-worker, Gil. He's the husband of a friend and co-worker."
She let herself slid down the wall, reaching for Gil to join her on the floor. "Aside from having to dig through my friend's life to find his murderer? I'm... happy. I'm truly happy here. I... I met someone."