Chad walked back into his office in a rage. His emotions were a mixture of anger, guilt, remorse, and hatred. Chad was not surprised when he saw Syd sitting down casually in one of his office chairs.

"You're back." She said with a small smile on her lips.

"Get out, Syd." Chad said abhorrence apparent in his tone.

"What if I refuse?" Syd challenged.

"Don't play games with me, Syd. Get out of my office." Chad pointed towards the door. "Out." He said simply.

"Fine." Syd said with a quick toss of her hair. "But we'll be seeing each other very soon."

Chad sat down and rubbed his temples. He opened his desk drawer and rummaged around until he found a bottle of aspirin. After he had taken some, Chad picked up the photo of Whitney on his desk. He stroked the picture and felt the guilt build up inside. He was so angry at himself for hurting Whitney. He cringed when he recalled the look on Whitney's face when she walked in. Chad sighed and put the picture down. "I messed up big time." He said softly. Not knowing what he could do to rectify the situation, Chad decided to start off with something small. He called in Anita to get the number of a local florist. Once Chad obtained the number, he personally called in the order of two dozen roses for Whitney. On the card he put: I know this won't make up for what I've done, but I truly am sorry. Please forgive me, Whitney. I love you with all my heart, and I still want you to be my wife. Please accept my apology. Love, Chad. Chad sat back in his chair once he was done and hoped that Whitney would see how truly sorry he was. Chad knew that nothing would erase what he had done, but he decided to spend the rest of the day thinking of romantic gestures that would win back Whitney's heart.

~*~

Little Ethan looked in awe at the little baby girl who was nestled in Gwen's arms. His mouth was slightly open as he pointed to the baby.

"Little Ethan, I want you to meet baby Samantha," Ethan said quietly as he brought his godson towards the bed. Little Ethan looked down and touched Samantha on the forehead. Samantha stirred slightly, let out a yawn, and snuggled back into her mother's embrace.  Gwen smiled and looked up at Ethan. "She's so beautiful. Isn't she? Mother will be thrilled that it's a girl." Ethan smiled in response. "You know what I just realized?" Gwen thought after a moment. "We haven't called them to tell them the good news."

"You know what," Ethan laughed aloud. "You're right. I'll go do it right now. I'll be back in a few." Ethan went outside to a payphone and called the Crane Mansion. After speaking briefly with one of the maids, Ivy was put on the line.

"Mother," Ethan said.

"Ethan!" Ivy exclaimed. "I've been waiting to hear from you!"

"I'm sorry I haven't called lately. Gwen had the baby last night."

"What?" Ivy said in surprise. "That's wonderful!"

"It's a little girl." Ethan said. "We named her Samantha."

"Oh how sweet!" Ivy said. "I have a granddaughter! Sam will be thrilled when he finds out the news!"

"Please spread the word, Mother. Be sure to tell Rebecca too. I need to get back to Gwen and the baby. I love you."

"I love you too, Ethan. Oh this is wonderful news!" Ivy exclaimed before Ethan hung up.

Ethan sighed. Now I've got to arrange this paternity test. Ethan went off in search to find someone who could help him in his mission.

~*~

Theresa's eyes widened as she saw Fox kiss Whitney. "No!" Her heart cried. It took her awhile to realize that she had also uttered it aloud. Fox didn't seem to hear her outburst. He pulled back from the kiss with a confused look on his face.

"Fox," Whitney said softly. "I didn't feel anything."

"I didn't either." Fox said baffled. "Why~"

"You don't really love her." Theresa said as she walked out from her hiding place.

"How long have you been there?" Whitney asked curiously.

"Long enough to see that Fox doesn't really love you."

"I don't believe it." Fox said. He replayed the kiss in his mind. He felt no emotion whatsoever when he finally kissed Whitney.

"You see, Fox?" Whitney said. "You don't love me."

"But~" Fox protested.

"You admitted you felt nothing when we kissed. That should serve as concrete proof." Whitney said gently.

"I'm sorry, Whitney." Fox said after a long pause. "I'm sorry about this whole thing."

"It's okay." Whitney said touching his arm. "Don't fret about it." The doorbell began ringing. "I'll go get it." Whitney said as she left Theresa and Fox alone in the room.

"I was so sure that I was in love with Whitney." Fox mumbled to himself.

"Fox," Theresa said. "There's something that I need to tell you." The tone in her voice intrigued Fox. He wondered what she wanted to tell him.

"I~" Theresa began. She was interrupted by the telephone.

Fox went to reach for the receiver when Theresa stopped him. "That can wait." She said. "I have something really important to tell you."

"All right." Fox said slowly as he sat on the couch. "What is it Theresa?"

"I~" Theresa began again.

"Theresa!" Dylan called as he entered the room.

"Dylan." Theresa said in surprise. "What are you doing here?"

"I wanted to surprise you. Come here." Dylan extended his arms for a hug. Theresa hugged him as he planted a quick kiss on her cheek. Fox sat back and watched.

"Hey, Fox." Dylan said.

"Hey." Fox replied. The telephone began ringing again. This time Fox answered it. He mumbled something inaudible to Theresa and Dylan, put down the receiver, and walked out of the room.

"I wonder who that was," Dylan said.

The doorbell rang again. A delivery man came with three dozen roses. He revealed that they were for Whitney. A sense of déjà vu washed over Theresa. Last time roses came, they were from Fox. Theresa frowned as Whitney read the card to herself.

"Who are they from?" Theresa asked.

"Chad." Whitney said. "I want to talk to him, but I'm still not ready yet."

"Take your time," Theresa advised. "The love you two share is strong."

"Thanks Theresa. I'm going to go out for awhile." Whitney grabbed her purse and headed out the door.

Theresa took the roses and put them in water. Dylan walked up behind her and placed his arms around her. "Would you like it if I sent you roses?" He whispered into her hair.

Theresa felt even more confused. She liked Dylan, but she also had feelings for Fox. Theresa had concluded before that Fox was her future, but doubt clouded her mind. Now she wasn't sure at all who was supposed to be her future. Theresa held onto Dylan in deep thought.

Fox walked back into the room and saw Dylan holding Theresa. "Get a room." Fox said sarcastically.

Dylan pulled back. "Oh hush." He commented. "You're just jealous that you don't get the opportunity to hold this amazing woman."

"I'm not jealous." Fox said.

"Yeah, whatever, man." Dylan said winking.  

Fox shook his head, but couldn't shake his friend's comment from his mind. You're just jealous.