AN ; Thank you for all of your reviews. You guys have already figured it out , ill give yall guys that . But now that you have figured it out , iam thimking about adding another twist in the story . Question , what gave it away ? Anyways I felt the same way too I think its jus awful for Scarlett to wish Ella dead instead of Bonnie . When I read that , it really got under my skin . I love reading your reviews . If you think something needs work , tell me . If it sucks , say so .

Chapter 1 Money makes the world go round.

"Ella! Ella! " Scarlett had been calling for her for five minutes that morning . But no matter how much Scarlett called Ella, she never came down . Scarletts temper was rising and her patients was on the line with her since the night before . Ever since Rhett had left , Scarlett's temper was like thin glass , wating to bust. Everyone graded on her nerves ,especially when Ella had knocked off an old ugly vase and broke it. Scarlett had scolded and yelled fericely at Ella about her clumbyness for hours. Ella had been sent to bed with out desert .

After all , Ella had to be disaplined , she had to learn how to act mature .She couldn't run around breaking things .Not like Bonnie . Ella would be kept in control .She would never be allowed to act like a wild child like Bonnie had been . If she did , the next thing she'd be doing was putting her child in the ground . Never .Ever . Would she do that again . She could promise herself that much.

But as much as Scarlett was determined to keep her child in control her mimd argued with herself.

When she had layed down that night she had parshially felt a feeling of regret. It was only a vase . It was only a vase and she never liked it anyway...Mamie Bart had given it to her after she had Bonnie . It held no use or sentalmental value to her. It wasn't Ella fault .She had been given at least seven cookies that morning from one of the servants . And Prissy should have never put the vase in the nursery anyway. Isn't that were the children were supposed to play ?

Honestly she was truly glad Ella had gotten rid of the gaudy looking thing ...

" Dats oskay miz'Scarhett , ole ' Mammy er get er'".

"Thank you , Mammy . " She said as she stuffed the last biscuit in her mouth as she said ood bye to Wade and shut the door behind her . Ready to face the world and secure her future.

"Good morning ,Ashley . " Scarlett had been cold and to the point ever since Melly died and Rhett had left. She gave him a petite cold stare . She didn't look at him when he replied but cut him off saying ,

" How's Beau doing , Ashley? "

"Fine, Scarlett, thank you for your concern. " He knew he was being a coward .

She stood there for a split second longer and stared at him. Then quickly covered it up with a quick nod and walked away. She hated Ashley now. Hated him for making her look like a dammed fool for the better part of a whole decade. Hated him for the weakness she knew he could not help. She hated him for blinding her from true happiness. Happiness she could have had for years . Rhett had loved her for years and she never knew. She had it all then , and being the fool she was she could not see it . She had money, a mansion ,a beautiful vivacious daughter which she could not truly appreciate , not to mention two other children , a loving family minus Suellen , and most of all , Rhett . Most of all , she had Rhett...

And one true friend...

If it hadn't been for Melanie Scarlett would have had nothing to do with Ashley any more . She could have let Ashley alone turn to ruins for all she cared. But Beau was another story ... She had not spent the most terrifying moments of her life delivering a baby just for Beau to go down the drain . And anyways , he had reminded her of Melly. With his brown hair and brown eyes. And the sweet , comforting ,personal atmosphere he had carried with him wherever he went.

Scarlett had shelfed ad rearranged the merchandise in the store. Scolding employees and displaying a southern belle charm to the Yankee customers . She had put the less selling items in the front of the store , cutting it down to a quarter of it's price . She conversed with other salesman as well as customers. And went over the stores and mill's ledgers .

She had went through it all . War. Famine . Loss. She had seen starvation , and she intended to neer see it again . She had invaders take what little her and her family had .

They'd never take it again ...

And that's was dove her to the store everyday ...

The fear of losing everything ...