A Precious Word

As Theresa sits in her room at the mansion, she rubs her burgeoning belly. "My babies. I only can hope that things will work out the way they're supposed to." As she stares out the window, Gwen walks in with some tea,

"Here you go, Theresa."

"Oh, thank you, Gwen."

As Theresa sips her tea, suddenly she hears footsteps running through the hall.

"Mommy!"

Theresa looks over to see her son, Ethan Martin, standing at the doorway. "Little Ethan!" She holds her arms out to her son, only to watch as he runs into Gwen's waiting arms.

"Hi, handsome. Did you have fun with Ethan outside?" Gwen asks as she rubs little Ethan's hair.

"Yeah, Mommy. We had a great time!"

Watching the interaction between Gwen and her son, Theresa feels the tears building up in her eyes. "What the hell is going on! Little Ethan is MY child, not Gwen's! How could he be calling her mommy?!" She thinks to herself.

"Mommy, I got these flowers for you."

"Oh, thank you, little Ethan. Look, your mommy is over there, why don't you give her some flowers too?" Gwen asks as she points to Theresa.

"Hi, Mommy 2!" Little Ethan says as he runs to Theresa.

"Hi my baby boy." Theresa says as she hugs little Ethan close to her, and gives Ethan and Gwen an evil look.

"I'm gonna go play with my toys. Bye!" Suddenly, little Ethan pulls away from Theresa's grasp, and leaves the room. Trying again not to cry, Theresa goes over to the window and stares out into the Crane gardens.

"God, is this a punishment? I have lived for my son, and now he is calling someone else "mommy." I am his mother! That is a precious word, and now Gwen is being called mommy too. This isn't fair! It isn't fair!"

"Theresa, look, I'm sorry..." Gwen begins. Theresa turns around and looks at her enemy. "Sorry for what Gwen? It's no big deal." Theresa tries to play off her pain. "Obviously he sees you as a mother figure, I guess I can't be angry about that."

Gwen nods, and then leaves the room, leaving Ethan and Theresa alone.

"You might as well go too, Ethan. God forbid we're left alone here for a minute."

"Theresa, I'm sorry."

"Sorry?! Ethan, that is MY child! I was the one that gave birth to him! And now he's calling another woman "mommy!" How am I supposed to feel? Just go, Ethan, get the hell out of my sight."

Sighing, Ethan leaves the room, as Theresa lies down in bed, holding a picture of her son.

"Little Ethan. My baby boy. Why is this happening to me? I have to get out of here. There is no way I am going to give my babies away to Gwen. She's already taken one child from me. I will not let her take two more."

As she gets up, Theresa begins to plan her escape from the mansion.

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Theresa reflects on her actions

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