Craig was in the shower when his phone vibrated on the counter of our home. It was probably Paige calling again about her going into labor, but I could care less about her and her baby. She had hurt me throughout the years so it wouldn't matter if she thought Craig and I had turned on her.

I could tell Craig still thought about her and I saw how his face lit up when she told him that she was having a girl. He looked so excited as he began making arrangements to go visit her in Ontario. Of course I called and canceled the arrangements. He was so surprised when they said he wasn't booked, and although I acted like I felt sorry and like I was upset I wasn't. He was so naïve and I could only laugh.

I stared at the phone as it vibrated and I was surprised when Craig called me. "Terri?" He stood behind me with his curly hair wet and his abdomen wrapped in a towel.

"Yes Craig?" I turned around and wrapped my arms around him, kissing him on the lips.

"Did you see who was calling?"

I frowned as he released me from his embrace. My clothes had gotten wet when I was pressed against his wet yet warm body. "No," I said stiffly.

I watched as he walked over to his cell phone and picked it up.

"It was probably just the office," I whined, trying to stop him from realizing that his ex-girlfriend was the one who called.

"If they're calling this early then it's important," he said brushing me off. He stared at the screen of his phone and then he looked at me. "It was Paige," he said.

I knew that, I wanted to say, but I didn't.

"Why does she call us so much?" I asked him walking over and kissing his neck.

He shook me off. "Stop it Terri, she called from the hospital and it could be important." He brought the phone to his ear and I walked away from him.

"Fine," I said, but I didn't think he had heard me. He never heard me when I wanted him to, but I always heard him. I heard everything he said. I listened in on his phone conversations from other rooms and I found out his plans and everything.

I heard Craig from the other room. "I just got out the shower and I saw you called…yes I made plans to come out there, but someone canceled them…no it couldn't have been Terri, she'd never do that. She has been so supportive and…no she's not acting. Let's not argue Paige…What do you mean I don't care about our daughter…Yeah I'll be out there today then…Fine. Bye."

He moved around so swiftly after he hung up with her as if he was energized from that argument. I hated Paige Michalchuk and everything she did. I hated her for getting pregnant and I hated her for…everything.

Suddenly he realized I was in the other room and he called to me. "Terri, come on we're going to Ontario so pack."

!#$&

"Craig I didn't think you would come," Paige said as soon as we walked in the door. We both carried gifts, one for the baby and one for Paige.

"I had planned to," he said. "Didn't we Terri?"

I nodded, but Paige couldn't even look at me. The hospital room was empty with just a baby bed and Paige and her bag.

"You're here alone?" I asked, suddenly feeling bad. Because of me Craig missed watching his first little girl born, and I'd hate if I were in Paige's shoes.

"Hazel was here, but she had an ultrasound scheduled for today," Paige told us. This time she didn't sound cold, and she looked me up and down.

"Where's the baby?" I asked.

"Her name is Ashlyn," she said, her voice suddenly harsh again. It sent shivers down my spine as I sat in one of the chairs. Paige looked at Craig. "The nurse just took her into the nursery so that I could get some rest since I've been up until three this morning."

"Sorry we couldn't come early," Craig apologized. "I promise that I had made plans to come here two weeks ago."

"I believe you," she said, and then she stared at me. "I think someone tampered with the arrangements."

"Don't look at me like that," I snapped. "We brought you some gifts." I set them on the table where I was sitting at. "You and…Ashlyn."

"Well, you missed the baby shower," Paige hissed. "So you are late."

"Don't be so hostile to Terri please," Craig pleaded. "She didn't do anything wrong."

"If you believe that then you are a bastard."

We all were quiet. "Who's last name does she have?" he asked, ignoring her comment.

"Who's do you think?" she snapped.

"Yours," I blurted out.

"Her name is Ashlyn Arianna Manning."

"Oh well," I said trying to sound harsh. "They might think she's my daughter after Craig and I get married and we get custody of her."

"You bitch!" Paige exclaimed. "Get the hell out of here."

"Paige calm down," Craig said, rushing to the side of her. He went to protect her, as if I was going to attack her. "Terri didn't mean it. We don't even have plans to get married."

I frowned wanting to cry. We had talked about it after a round of lovemaking that we did every two days. He did still love her because he didn't want to hurt her, and I wished he was like that with me.

A nurse walked in, bringing in a tiny baby wrapped in a pink receiving blanket and Paige's face lit up like a Christmas tree. "Is that my beautiful baby?" she asked happily.

"Why I think this is?" the nurse replied as she set Ashlyn in Paige's arms. "I think this is the Manning-Michalchuk baby girl."

"Isn't she precious?" Paige asked Craig as he sat there in amazement. He brought his arm around Paige and looked at Ashlyn. I couldn't even get a good look at the baby from where I was sitting.

"She's gorgeous," he said. "She looks a lot like you."

"Is that a good thing or a bad one?" she asked him. I saw him look at me from the corner of his eye and he didn't respond. He couldn't because his answer was the good one.

"I'm going to leave," I said getting up. "I'll go to the hotel. Call me if you're staying the night."

I bumped into the nurse as I walked out of the door. I saw Hazel who looked surprised to see me, but I kept on walking. Craig and Paige, Paige and Craig. They even had a lot of the same letters in their name. I was a bad friend and a boyfriend stealer, but I did what I had to do to hurt those who had hurt me in the past.

!#$&

"I have a reservation under Manning," I told the receptionist. She nodded and gave me a key to Craig and my room. "Congratulations, we have some chilled wine in your room." I nodded and then I turned away from her. I was still steamed from the visit to the hospital and I had to take it out on something…someone.

I just about ran to the elevator and I hit door close. I was so glad to be there alone because I could've punched someone. I pressed the button that would take me to my room, our honeymoon suite. We weren't even engaged, but we always bought honeymoon suites when we went on trips together.

At the third floor the elevator stopped and a familiar person walked in. Toby Isaacs.

To make a long story short that night I wound up in bed with Toby.

When he left I realized what I had done, and I ran to my cell phone to call and tell Craig. I wanted to hurry and get it over with before he found out from someone else. Before I called him I noticed he had called me seven times and I felt so bad I didn't answer.

I decided not to tell him.

I found out I was pregnant and right away I knew Toby was the Daddy. I didn't let anyone know though, and I told Craig that he was the Dad. I even named my baby Amber Jessica Manning.

Of course they found out and Craig left me. I ended up alone and Toby and Kendra had gotten married, and Amber first had two dads, and ended up with none. I did change her last name though so that no one thought Paige was her mother.