To Love Again
Disclaimer: I don't own Passions etc.
Chapter 25
At the Book Café
Ethan sat alone, sipping at his coffee in the practically abandoned café. He couldn't get his mind off of Theresa. He was so engrossed in thought that he didn't even notice that Gwen had walked over to the table. "Honey... Why the long face?" Asked Gwen sitting down with her cup of coffee.
Ethan had asked Gwen to meet him at the Café he had sounded somewhat urgent. "Gwen... we need to talk." He said looking up at her. His voice started to scare Gwen. It sounded so monotone... he never sounded like that. "What is it Ethan?" She asked taking in a breath. The expression on his face was starting to unnerve her.
"Gwen I think you were right..." "About what Ethan?" She asked reaching out her hand to his but he slowly pulled away. "Well Gwen... you know how we based this marriage on honesty and well I know I had made a huge mistake on my part from keeping the truth about Theresa from you." He said rather slowly.
"Honey? Is this what you wanted to talk about...? Theresa." "No... I want to talk about us." "What is it Ethan?" She asked as her nerves began to work on edge. She had never seen Ethan like this. What was wrong?
"Gwen I think we should get a divorce..." "What?" She said in shock. "This marriage was never based on honesty right from the start... that day when I proposed to you I was really going to propose to Theresa... I just thought I was doing the right thing by you and I kept telling myself that until I actually believed it..." Gwen was in such a shock that she couldn't form any words to speak. Her throat felt dry and salty tears began to streak her face.
"You lied to me from the beginning Gwen..." "I never lied about Sarah YOU saw her little body in the hospital Ethan." She said growing angry. "I'm not talking about Sarah..." He said looking down while running his fingers through his hair.
"Then what is it that I lied about?" She asked her voice catching in her throat. "You... Rebecca and you sent my mother's letter that proved that my father wasn't Julian but was really Sam Bennett... you sent it to the tabloids... it was never Theresa. It was your fault that all the chaos between me and her started..." "How..." She squeaked her eyes shinning with surprise and hurt.
"Gwen why didn't you tell me you did it... why did you let me believe that it was Theresa." "I... I..." She couldn't find the right words to explain why she did it. How could she explain that she had wanted Theresa to suffer from stealing Ethan away from her?
"I think that it would be best if we separated... there's no point in living in a marriage that's based on dishonesty." He said sadly. Gwen only could nod her head slightly. She had lost her darling little girl and now she was losing Ethan to.
"Can I ask how you found out?" She asked looking back up at him her eyes pleading with him that he would somehow change his mind. "I... I can't Gwen." He said simply. He was beyond hurt that she had done this. Of course when he thought Theresa was the one who sent the letter to the tabloids he had forgiven her but it had caused her to go to Bermuda and get involved with his ex-father Julian.
"But Ethan you have to be somewhat happy about it... I mean you found out who your real father was." "Gwen... don't get me wrong I'm happy that I did find out but it's the fact that you never told me it was you and not Theresa... you were dishonest with me before we even got married."
She lowered her head tears sliding down her cheeks and landing softly onto the table. "Gwen we just can't have a relationship... and I can understand that after some time you couldn't tell me just like I didn't have enough courage to tell you about Theresa in LA but Gwen... I would still like to be your friend."
Gwen looked up at him her anger subsiding she had lost her daughter and although she was losing Ethan she surprisingly felt calm. "I'd like that..." She swiped at a tear. "So there's no chance for... us." Ethan just shook his head. "I'm sorry."
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Theresa laughed as she walked into the book café, her hand firmly grasping Fox's. Fox had been telling her some of the fun things that they had done before the accident. She walked over to the nearest table, Fox trailing not too far behind her. He pulled out a seat for her and then walked over to the counter to get them some breakfast.
Theresa stared after him and sighed. He was so sweet. She turned her head and noticed Ethan sitting a couple of tables down from her. He was sitting with a blond woman. 'Must be his wife.' She thought to herself. "Here you are Theresa... freshly made coffee and what used to be your favorite muffin." Said Fox as he took a seat across from her.
"Mmm... it smells so good." She said taking her cup of coffee and her banana nut muffin. They went on talking and from time to time Theresa would pass glances over to Ethan. Fox finally noticed and looked over his shoulder to see what was taking up her attention.
"Fox I know that's Ethan." Said Theresa somewhat quietly. He turned his attention back over to her, a bewildered expression on his face. "Theresa did you get your memory back?" He asked hopefully. "Sadly no... Ethan came over today... right before you came to pick me up."
"What!? But why would Ethan come by your house... he said to himself that he was going to stay away from you." "I know... you told me but he came by... he said he was worried about me." "What? Why? This is confusing me..." "I know... he said that he came by to see my mom and he was kind of surprised to see me... he said he thought I was in Paris... he said I had called him..." "You'd called him?" He said more to himself then to her. "That's what it looks like." She said with a sigh.
This was confusing him even more. After he had left Alistair's office without more then a few words... well now it didn't make any sense whatsoever.
*** An Hour Before in Alistair's Office***
Fox stood before Alistair. He had to be careful about the way he chose his words or he would land up finding himself 6 feet under. "You know grandfather..." He said shifting his weight to his other leg. "You couldn't have tried to kill Theresa... I mean why would you want to kill her? I don't know what made me think that. It was probably just a mix up at the hospital."
"What brought the sudden change in your decision Fox?" Asked Alistair curiously. "I don't know... I guess I just realize that you really didn't have a motive... I'm sorry to waste your time." He said as he turned and left.
*** End Flashback***
Ethan walked out of the café, his hands in his pockets. He had sat longer then he would have liked as he had watched Theresa and Fox enjoying their breakfast. His cell began to ring. Ethan looked at his phone before bringing it to his ear.
"Hello?" Said Ethan as he walked over to his car to escape from the cold. "Ethan... I would like to see you in my office. I have something to discuss with you." Ethan sighed. "What do you want to discuss with me? I wouldn't think you would have any more to say to me after you told me about Gwen." He said stepping into his car.
"Well Ethan although you are no longer my grandson, I still consider you as family." "Sure you do Alistair... tell you what... I'll meet you in an hour." "Fine Ethan I'll see you then." He said hanging up. "Yeah see you then." He said starting his car.
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Disclaimer: I don't own Passions etc.
Chapter 25
At the Book Café
Ethan sat alone, sipping at his coffee in the practically abandoned café. He couldn't get his mind off of Theresa. He was so engrossed in thought that he didn't even notice that Gwen had walked over to the table. "Honey... Why the long face?" Asked Gwen sitting down with her cup of coffee.
Ethan had asked Gwen to meet him at the Café he had sounded somewhat urgent. "Gwen... we need to talk." He said looking up at her. His voice started to scare Gwen. It sounded so monotone... he never sounded like that. "What is it Ethan?" She asked taking in a breath. The expression on his face was starting to unnerve her.
"Gwen I think you were right..." "About what Ethan?" She asked reaching out her hand to his but he slowly pulled away. "Well Gwen... you know how we based this marriage on honesty and well I know I had made a huge mistake on my part from keeping the truth about Theresa from you." He said rather slowly.
"Honey? Is this what you wanted to talk about...? Theresa." "No... I want to talk about us." "What is it Ethan?" She asked as her nerves began to work on edge. She had never seen Ethan like this. What was wrong?
"Gwen I think we should get a divorce..." "What?" She said in shock. "This marriage was never based on honesty right from the start... that day when I proposed to you I was really going to propose to Theresa... I just thought I was doing the right thing by you and I kept telling myself that until I actually believed it..." Gwen was in such a shock that she couldn't form any words to speak. Her throat felt dry and salty tears began to streak her face.
"You lied to me from the beginning Gwen..." "I never lied about Sarah YOU saw her little body in the hospital Ethan." She said growing angry. "I'm not talking about Sarah..." He said looking down while running his fingers through his hair.
"Then what is it that I lied about?" She asked her voice catching in her throat. "You... Rebecca and you sent my mother's letter that proved that my father wasn't Julian but was really Sam Bennett... you sent it to the tabloids... it was never Theresa. It was your fault that all the chaos between me and her started..." "How..." She squeaked her eyes shinning with surprise and hurt.
"Gwen why didn't you tell me you did it... why did you let me believe that it was Theresa." "I... I..." She couldn't find the right words to explain why she did it. How could she explain that she had wanted Theresa to suffer from stealing Ethan away from her?
"I think that it would be best if we separated... there's no point in living in a marriage that's based on dishonesty." He said sadly. Gwen only could nod her head slightly. She had lost her darling little girl and now she was losing Ethan to.
"Can I ask how you found out?" She asked looking back up at him her eyes pleading with him that he would somehow change his mind. "I... I can't Gwen." He said simply. He was beyond hurt that she had done this. Of course when he thought Theresa was the one who sent the letter to the tabloids he had forgiven her but it had caused her to go to Bermuda and get involved with his ex-father Julian.
"But Ethan you have to be somewhat happy about it... I mean you found out who your real father was." "Gwen... don't get me wrong I'm happy that I did find out but it's the fact that you never told me it was you and not Theresa... you were dishonest with me before we even got married."
She lowered her head tears sliding down her cheeks and landing softly onto the table. "Gwen we just can't have a relationship... and I can understand that after some time you couldn't tell me just like I didn't have enough courage to tell you about Theresa in LA but Gwen... I would still like to be your friend."
Gwen looked up at him her anger subsiding she had lost her daughter and although she was losing Ethan she surprisingly felt calm. "I'd like that..." She swiped at a tear. "So there's no chance for... us." Ethan just shook his head. "I'm sorry."
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Theresa laughed as she walked into the book café, her hand firmly grasping Fox's. Fox had been telling her some of the fun things that they had done before the accident. She walked over to the nearest table, Fox trailing not too far behind her. He pulled out a seat for her and then walked over to the counter to get them some breakfast.
Theresa stared after him and sighed. He was so sweet. She turned her head and noticed Ethan sitting a couple of tables down from her. He was sitting with a blond woman. 'Must be his wife.' She thought to herself. "Here you are Theresa... freshly made coffee and what used to be your favorite muffin." Said Fox as he took a seat across from her.
"Mmm... it smells so good." She said taking her cup of coffee and her banana nut muffin. They went on talking and from time to time Theresa would pass glances over to Ethan. Fox finally noticed and looked over his shoulder to see what was taking up her attention.
"Fox I know that's Ethan." Said Theresa somewhat quietly. He turned his attention back over to her, a bewildered expression on his face. "Theresa did you get your memory back?" He asked hopefully. "Sadly no... Ethan came over today... right before you came to pick me up."
"What!? But why would Ethan come by your house... he said to himself that he was going to stay away from you." "I know... you told me but he came by... he said he was worried about me." "What? Why? This is confusing me..." "I know... he said that he came by to see my mom and he was kind of surprised to see me... he said he thought I was in Paris... he said I had called him..." "You'd called him?" He said more to himself then to her. "That's what it looks like." She said with a sigh.
This was confusing him even more. After he had left Alistair's office without more then a few words... well now it didn't make any sense whatsoever.
*** An Hour Before in Alistair's Office***
Fox stood before Alistair. He had to be careful about the way he chose his words or he would land up finding himself 6 feet under. "You know grandfather..." He said shifting his weight to his other leg. "You couldn't have tried to kill Theresa... I mean why would you want to kill her? I don't know what made me think that. It was probably just a mix up at the hospital."
"What brought the sudden change in your decision Fox?" Asked Alistair curiously. "I don't know... I guess I just realize that you really didn't have a motive... I'm sorry to waste your time." He said as he turned and left.
*** End Flashback***
Ethan walked out of the café, his hands in his pockets. He had sat longer then he would have liked as he had watched Theresa and Fox enjoying their breakfast. His cell began to ring. Ethan looked at his phone before bringing it to his ear.
"Hello?" Said Ethan as he walked over to his car to escape from the cold. "Ethan... I would like to see you in my office. I have something to discuss with you." Ethan sighed. "What do you want to discuss with me? I wouldn't think you would have any more to say to me after you told me about Gwen." He said stepping into his car.
"Well Ethan although you are no longer my grandson, I still consider you as family." "Sure you do Alistair... tell you what... I'll meet you in an hour." "Fine Ethan I'll see you then." He said hanging up. "Yeah see you then." He said starting his car.
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