Carly looked at Sonny in disbelief, hardly daring to believe the words that he had just said. "Did you just threaten me?" Sonny smiled nastily, revealing slightly yellow teeth. "Looks like I did, Carly hon. Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you, if you tell Lorenzo, I will first push you down the stairs so you miscarry his baby and then I'll leave you to die and I'll set it up so it looks like your precious 'Enzo did it. Sweet dreams to you and your demon spawn." Sonny replied hatefully, before giving her a nasty look and heading up the stairs to bed. Once Carly was sure he was upstairs and wasn't going to bother her anymore, she collapsed onto the couch, put a pillow to her face and screamed into it. She felt like her life was crashing down around her. What was she going to do? She certainly couldn't tell Lorenzo, at least not yet. She had to protect the life of her and Lorenzo's child.

Carly lay there for a couple of moments, contemplating on what her next move should be. She thought back to how this whole mess had gotten started. On the night of her and Lorenzo's "goodbye" together, she had thought she had escaped Sonny's bodyguards that had been placed on her after Lily was born. She had been wrong, as she had found out the morning after. When she had arrived back at the penthouse around 5 o'clock in the morning, she had found Sonny waiting for her. They had had a huge argument, mostly with Sonny screaming at her and Carly apologizing. At that exact moment, Carly had realized she didn't want what Sonny and she had anymore. What they had wasn't love. It was emotionally abusive to both of them and it was a loveless marriage. She felt as if her only purpose in Sonny's life was to produce an 'heir', if you will, to his mob business. In comparison, Lorenzo and her friendship had more passion and love than her and Sonny's 4 year relationship had. It was almost funny to imagine. To be in love with a man you had only known a year and to practically hate your husband that you'd known for about 4 years. Sonny had told Carly he wasn't going to let her divorce him. Like it or not, she was going to stay with him and if she didn't like it, then he would take the kids and never let her see them ever again. Carly had contemplated going to court, but decided that it would just be too much hassle. It seemed like an unknown force always let Sonny win, so why would this time be any different? No, Carly was stuck with him whether she liked it or not.

Carly lay there for so long that she fell asleep. She dreamed that it was 2 years into the future and her, Lorenzo, Michael, Lily, and Lorenzo and her child were one big happy family. Sonny was gone, whether he was dead or not, she did not know. The important thing was she was happy and a gorgeous sexy man named Lorenzo Alcazar loved her and wanted her. Carly woke up all of a sudden to a slap. She sat up, holding her cheek. Sonny had slapped her. She couldn't believe it. He had never gotten physical before, but then again, she had never seen him as deranged as he had been acting lately. She looked at him with a mix of shock and anger.

"Lorenzo sent you a note. I didn't read it, simply because I know what he's asking you to do. He probably wants you to meet him because he's been missing your sex. You really are an easy whore, Caroline and your and Lorenzo's child will be no different."

Carly felt the rage bubbling up inside and she took a deep breath, willing herself to keep her emotions in check.

"The note please." She said stonily. Sonny handed her the note and she snatched it from his hands. He slapped her hand roughly. "Don't snatch from me, you bitch." Carly ignored him, trying not to cry, and waited until he left to read the note.

My beautiful Carly,
I could not rest without telling you how much I miss you and how happy I was to see you today at the drugstore. I must see you again. We need to talk. I need you as a friend since I know we cannot be together. Please meet me at the docks at 10 o'clock tonight. I love you. –Enzo