CHAPTER TWO

            "Thorne wake up, darling it's me," came Brooke's voice as she shook her husband by his shoulders.

            "Macy!" Panted Thorne. "Oh Brooke, it's just you, I had a terrible dream about Macy…I need some water."

            "Of course," Brooke said, getting up to fetch some water. "Darling, what's wrong?" There was no answer. When she returned to the bed Thorne's eyes were closed and he was already back in a deep sleep.

            "It's to sleazy Brooke. I mean maybe you've forgotten about how Forrester used to be, but I sure haven't. Our designs used to be classic, and now all that's left is trashy lingerie."

            "Ridge, you seem to often forget that I am CEO of this company, Brooke's Bedroom line has been very successful," Brooke argued.

            "Yes you're right, but still," Ridge continued. He kept on talking about the new designs but Brooke wasn't lisening. Brooke was staring out the window at the busy street in front of her fashion house thinking about what Thorne could have been dreaming about while she had been in the shower. It was Macy. It had to be.

            "Brooke, what's wrong?" Came Ridge's comforting voice. Tears started down Brooke's face as she turned to Ridge as she snuggled herself in to his shoulder.

CHAPTER THREE

            Thorne stood beside the counter in his kitchen fixing himself a sandwich. He had to try to distract himself but he couldn't. Macy's bloody face kept on appearing in his head.

            "Thorne," came a soft voice. Thorne turned around to see beautiful red hair on a heart shaped head with glistening blue eyes looking up at him.

            "Macy?" He managed to stutter. "Macy is that you?"

            "It's me Thorne, but I'm not here as the same person that I used to be. I've been sent back down here to talk to you, to guide you through this difficult period of time."

            "You came back down from where?" he asked pale faced.

            "It doesn't matter Thorne, all I can say is that I have forgiven you for your mistakes, and I'm alright. But you Thorne, you're not," Macy said.

            "I don't deserve to be forgiven," he said.

            "Yes you do Thorne. It's Brooke that doesn't deserve to be forgiven she's manipulating you. She's blinded you from what's real. Thorne you have to do leave her, you have to do what's right if you ever really want to be forgiven."

            "I can't just leave her, she's my wife Macy.

"You will do what's right. You have to." With those words Macy Alexander disappeared, leaving Thorne alone in his kitchen.

CHAPTER FOUR

            "Thorne…What are you doing what is all of this?" Brooke asked as she walked into her bedroom. "Why are you packing? What are all of the suitcases for?"

            "I'm leaving Brooke, I can't stay in Los Angeles any more." Thorne answered.

            "What do you mean, Thorne you can't just leave? What about us?" Brooke ranted.

            "There is no us Brooke. Macy talked to me, she told me that I could still have a second chance at life, but that I couldn't do it with you."

            "Macy is dead Thorne, for gods sake!"

            "It's over Brooke, I don't want to be with you anymore."

            "Thorne put down the suitcase, you aren't leaving!" Brooke screamed. "You can't leave me, Thorne don't go." Thorne walked out the bedroom door but stopped and turned back at the stairs. "You don't have a chance Brooke, I don't think you can ever change." He turned down the stairs and walked away.

            "Thorne!!!"Brooke sobbed, "You can't leave me!"

            Still in tears Brooke picked up the phone and dialed Ridge's number. His wife Taylor answered:

            "Hello?" Came Taylor's voice.

            "Taylor I need to speak to Ridge," Brooke answered desperately.

            "Just a minute." Taylor gave Ridge the phone. "Hello," he said into the phone.

            "Ridge it's me," came Brooke's voice. "I miss you."