Let's face it, we've all been there. We're just liars if we say we haven't.
I mean who hasn't found out that a convicted gang rapist was spying on us through a camera hidden in our toddler daughter's toy and then just finally found ourselves completely and utterly unable to resist his advances?
No one, that's who. It's happened to all of us. Three times this week for me so far.
But alas, because Carly is so emotionally mature, she cut it off before it went too far. She regrets nothing, but is wise enough to understand that she and Todd are both just terrified of love, despite the fact that the two of them combined have been madly in forever-love with a combined total of at least five people in the last two years.
Again, this is emotional wisdom and has nothing to do with a bunch of intellectual property issues still being sorted out behind the scenes, nor does it have to do with Roger Howarth being on contract for the first six weeks of the re-launch of that show that created this here Todd Manning character. (Where perhaps big sis Viki will make him start being less douchey or... something?)
We're all worried, right? Oh, stop. There's no way these two won't come back together! How could they not, when they are the greatest love to ever love and the most unique relationship in history and the most passion either has ever known?