Primrose sighed, putting down her phone. Since when had 'Ink Quill' been so cold? It was sad how she'd changed. Primrose looked through her big photo album, suddenly no longer thinking about Inkie, but about Pots 'N' Pans. She looked at the pictures of her wedding day, where she and Pots looked so happy. "If you were married, where is your ring?" Primrose jumped. There was a hoof on her shoulder and the voice was calm and slightly monotone. Inkie. Primrose sighed. "Pots left me for a pegasus named Flash a year into the marriage. I got a divorce," she admitted. "Oh. I'm sorry, Prim." That scared Primrose a little. Inkie hadn't called her Prim since her dog had died. Primrose then just broke down. She sobbed as Inkie held her.