*I am not affiliated with NBC's Passions nor James E. Reilly the head writer of the show. I am simply borrowing the characters. J
C H A P T E R O N E
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A knock at the door caught Theresa's attention. "Who could that be?" she asked aloud with her brow furrowed in curiosity. When she opened the door she was met with a visage of roses. "Excuse me, miss" a male voice said behind the bouquet, "But I have a delivery for a Ms. Whitney Russell."
"Oh how nice!" Theresa smiled. "Well, Whitney isn't here right now, but I'll take them for her." She reached for the flowers.
"All right. Please sign here." The delivery man produced a small clipboard. Theresa signed, smiled, and thanked the man before closing the door. She walked into the living room and set the bouquet down on the coffee table. That was sweet of Chad to send her roses Theresa thought to herself as she took a whiff of the sweet scent. The hidden card peeped from beneath the petals. Hmm Theresa wondered. What romantic things did Chad say to his beloved fiancé? Out of curiosity, Theresa decided to take a peek at the card.
To my dearest Whitney, it read. I had a wonderful time with you last night. Your beauty, talent, and grace never cease to amaze me. "Ohh, how sweet." Theresa gushed.
You are such a wonderful woman and I am very glad to know you. Love, Fox.
"Fox?" Theresa said in disbelief. "It can't be." Theresa's heart sank. She dropped the card. "Not Fox." Still in shock Theresa came to a realization. "Fox is in love with Whitney. The woman he was in love with was Whitney." Theresa tried desperately to think straight. "It just can't be." Theresa repeated aloud.
"What can't be?" Whitney asked as she strolled into the room. "Roses!" she cried. "Theresa, who sent the roses? They're so beautiful! Do you have some secret admirer or is there some special man you're not telling me about?" Whitney teased. Theresa remained silent.
"Hello? Theresa?" Whitney waved her hand in front of Theresa's eyes. "Are you okay?"
"They're for you." Theresa mumbled.
"What?" Whitney asked.
"They're for you. The roses, I mean." Theresa said.
"Oh!" Whitney smiled. "Chad shouldn't have. He can be so-"
"They aren't from Chad," Theresa interrupted.
"What?" Whitney asked in confusion.
"They're from Fox." Theresa clarified.
"Fox?" Whitney said in surprise. "Why would Fox-"
"Send you flowers?" Theresa finished. "Well, apparently he had a nice time last night."
"Theresa- I'm still confused." Whitney said.
"I am too Whit."
"All Fox and I did was go down to that new club he bought. He asked me to sing, I did. After that we talked. That's it."
"Whit, do you love Chad?" Theresa asked suddenly.
"Of course I love him. I'm his fiancé. I moved out here to L.A. for him. I guess Fox was just trying to be nice by sending me the flowers."
Yeah right. Theresa though. He's doing more than that Whitney. He's trying to win your heart. "Read the card." Theresa said picking it up and handing it to her.
Whitney read the card and was touched yet startled by his words. "Wow." She said when she was through.
"Whit. I think he's in love with you." Theresa said confused by her reaction to Fox's gesture. Theresa didn't know exactly how she felt about Fox being in love with her best friend. Deep down in Theresa's heart she knew how she felt. She was jealous, but she was not ready to acknowledge that feeling yet.
"No- I don't think so." Whitney said.
"No Whit-I'm afraid it's true." Theresa said. Suddenly, she ran out of the room.
"Theresa- where are you going?" Whitney called after her.
"Out" Theresa called back still confused about how she felt about the whole ordeal. Theresa saw Fox walking towards the house. She brushed past Fox.
"Whoa Theres-" Fox didn't even get to finish. Theresa had left before he could say anything to her. Shaking his head Fox walked into the house and was greeted by a distraught Whitney.
"Whit- What's wrong?" he asked concerned. "Why do you look so upset? And why was Theresa running? Did you two have a fight?"
"Fox. We need to talk." Whitney said plainly.
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