Prologue:

Sometimes you think love is all you need. It can get you through lots but not all. And sometimes love isn't enough to overcome, sometimes it isn't enough. In my world love was everything. I believed in destiny, serendipity, and FATE. It's been along time since I used that word. I used to wish on stars but I gave that up awhile ago. My belief in love is gone, you need more then love, like trust. People say I'm not the same, the shine in my eyes he gave me is gone. I only have my husband now and this baby inside me. My family pretty much disowned me but I don't need them, I'm fine; well at least physically. Things change and sometimes love isn't enough to go through the changes. As I look down at my left hand, at my wedding ring with the diamond center bigger then my finger nail and the smaller jewels surrounding it, I think of what my life would have been like, if Ethan was my husband and not…..Julian Crane. People say be careful what you wish for, it just might come true. I wished to be Mrs. Crane and I am, just not the Mrs. Crane I wanted to be I'm Mrs. Julian Crane and I have no idea where the love of my life, Ethan, is. He's gone, I guess it's for the best. I look around my room at my king-size canopy bed with Italian silk sheets, and all the hand carved furniture, fancy jewelry and gowns. I love to see the faces of Gwen, Rebecca and Ivy when I walk into the parties with everything that they ever wanted. But why is it not what I want. What more could I ask for? Nothing, but love. It's not I don't like my things but I would give them up to live in a one room apartment with not furniture with him. I see the diamond necklace that he bought me as a wedding present with its 42 diamonds, 30 sapphires, 21 emeralds and 18 rubies I counted them when I got it. It's heavy and clunky when I wear it. It curves down to my breasts in a triangular shape, it sure is beautiful. It probally cost more then the house I used to live in. Two months we have been married and two months since I've seen Ethan. I'm six months pregnant now and really showing. But of course I get the fanciest maternity outfits and gowns anyone ever saw. He says I look beautiful but I wonder if it's an act that he doesn't care for me only the possible heir I carry inside me. But he knows I would never leave my child alone in this house to be raised by them. I wonder what would have happened if love would have been enough, I wonder it everyday.