The bridal shop was eerily quiet, causing Daphne further humiliation. Unable to look at anyone, she turned away and began to sob into her hands. Seconds later, she felt Roz's hand on her shoulder, which only served to make her cry harder. "I'm sorry."

Roz's arms went around her and squeezed gently. "It's all right, hon. I shouldn't have pressured you. I just want you and Niles to have the most perfect wedding. But we don't have much time left. If you don't like any of these dresses, we'll find something. We'll scour the whole city if you want. We'll-."

Daphne looked at her friend with tear-filled eyes. "I-I don't know if I can do this! I'm sorry. I-."

"Daphne, wait! Where are you going?"

But Daphne pushed past Roz and headed for the glass door, pausing for a moment when she caught a glimpse of a beautiful dress. However it didn't matter anyway. She turned away and pushed the door open, relieved when she reached the sidewalk. Outside the rain began to fall, but Daphne hardly noticed. Feeling helpless, she slumped onto a seat at the sheltered bus stop located in front of the store, crying into her hands as the rain soaked her clothing.

These so-called pregnancy symptoms were almost too much to take. The nausea, the mood swings, the extreme fatigue. She wondered for a moment if it would all be worth it in the end. And she wondered even more about how Niles could possibly put up with her.

Soon she'd be responsible for a husband and a baby and she didn't know if she would be able to be the kind of mother and wife that Niles and the baby needed her to be. She'd been carrying for people all of her life, but things were about to become very different.

Suddenly she began to cry. She cried for everything; for the loss of her marriage, for Donny's unwillingness to be a part of his child's life, for Niles' thoughtfulness in marrying her for the baby's sake... the list when on and on. She was seconds from rising from the bench and turning to run as far as she could; far away from everything in the world, if only for a little while.

But suddenly she felt someone sitting beside her. She looked up and saw the familiar face.

"Roz..."

"Daphne, I'm so sorry. I-."

Overcome with emotion, Daphne began to sob harder and leaned against Roz's waiting arm. "I've ruined things, haven't I?"

"Are you kidding me? I'm amazed at how you're keeping it all together. I would be a basket case." God Daphne, I'm sorry."

"No it's all right. It's me."

"Actually it is me." Roz said. "I keep screwing up as usual. I should never have dragged you to this damn bridal store. Hell, none of these dresses are attractive. They look like rejects from a bad 80's prom! Even my prom dress wasn't as bad as some of those wedding dresses in there, and my dress was the hottest pink imaginable! Practically needed sunglasses to mute the color! Of course I wasn't wearing it for very long, thanks to Robert Stafford, but…. Hmm… I wonder if he's still single? Maybe he'll be my date to your wedding!"

Daphne bit her lip to keep from laughing but she couldn't hide her smile. And that smile was followed by uncontrollable laughter that even Roz couldn't ignore.

Suddenly they were hugging and trying to quell their laughter.

"Daphne, I'm sorry."

"Roz It's okay. Stop apologizing…"

Roz hugged her tightly and then let go. "I just wanted to take you out and buy you the most beautiful dress you've ever seen, one that will make Niles fall over his feet when he sees you walking down the aisle! Of course he practically does that anyway whenever you're anywhere near him no matter what you're wearing."

Daphne smiled and squeezed Roz's hand. "Thank you. That's very sweet of you to say."

"It's the truth. I've never seen a man look at any woman the way Niles looks at you. That man has been in love with you for as long as I can remember and he absolutely worships you. I would do anything to have a man love me the way Niles loves you."

Daphne brushed away tears and hugged Roz tightly, kissing her cheek. "I love you, Roz."

"I love you too, Daphne. Now come on. I don't know what I was thinking, making you come here. You're a grown woman and you can choose your own wedding dress. I bet you already have something perfect in your closet that would be-."

Slowly Daphne pulled out of Roz's arms, the familiar ache forming in her chest. "I can't... Roz."

Roz rolled her eyes. "God, Daphne, just because you're pregnant doesn't mean you can't wear whatever you want!"

"I'll be as big as a house! And who is going to want to see me like that?"

"The wedding's only a month away and I know that you're not going be showing that much."

"Roz-."

"Even if you are, who cares? When the time comes and if the dress doesn't fit, we'll just get another one."

Daphne sighed. "You're right. I'm the one who should be apologizing. I'm the one who's being ridiculous. I'm sorry Roz."

"It's all right. Let's just go, okay? All of those dresses are giving me the creeps."

Suddenly Daphne was eager to go back inside. A flash went through her and she saw herself searching through the rows of dresses. One in particular stood out. She wasn't sure if she'd actually seen it or if it was a vision. But she knew that she had to act on it.

"Actually Roz, is it okay if we go in one more time?"

"Um, sure, but-."

"There's something I want to look at."

"Oh... okay..."

Suddenly eager to go back inside, Daphne took Roz's hand and they walked back inside. She just hoped that her vision was about to come true.