He snorted quietly. Pam and *Dwight*? The very idea was ridiculous.

And then…it wasn’t. He was blindsided by the sudden realization that she’d had no one else.

It was a disturbing epiphany. Never once had he pictured her alone. In his head, there had always been someone there, comforting her. He'd assumed it was Roy.

But she’d left Roy.

He looked around.

Michael.

Ryan.

Phyllis.

Stanley.

Toby.

Kelly.

Kevin.

Angela.

Creed.

Meredith.

Dwight.

The concussion. Pam hugging him, saying she’d miss him.

Pam.

At reception…staring at his desk…truly alone for the first time in her life.

Pam and Dwight.

Shit.