THE STORY CONTINUES
she didn’t know better she would swear that he had planned the timing of this
celebration on purpose. The night
before her wedding to another man.
was no suitable reason that she could have come up with that would have excused
her from the night’s festivities. The
celebration of the engagement of Nikolas Cassadine and Gia Campbell was in full
swing. Being with the young couple
who were finally to be wed was important to her fiancé. Tonight was about family, and family was all-important to
flagged down a passing waiter and grabbed another glass of champagne from his
tray. It was bound to be a very
long evening and Faith was not entirely confident that she could endure it
something wrong? That is your
fourth glass of champagne in the time that you have been here.”
is fine.” Faith’s smile was
strained. She stared into the
deeply concerned eyes of the man standing before her and knew that her response
would not suffice. “I suppose it
is all hitting me now,” she explained. “In
a few hours my life will change forever.”
expression became unreadable. “Are
you having second thoughts about the marriage?”
breath caught. Had something
she’d done or said led him to believe that she wrestled with that particular
demon? “I am as committed to him
as ever.” Her words sounded
unconvincing even to her.
the stolen nights you spent in my bed a part of your ‘commitment’ to him?”
barb hit home with unerring accuracy. Faith
blanched before throwing up a defensive wall that was almost visible in its
strength. Upon seeing her reaction,
her lover wished desperately for the ability to call back the damning words.
wondered,” Faith observed softly, “just when you would throw that up into my
face.” Her cool, condescending
gaze could not disguise the hurt in her eyes.
“Tomorrow cannot come soon enough.”
that parting shot the elegant beauty moved toward the opposite end of the room
where her fiancé stood in conversation with the newly engaged couple.
look tired,” Faith’s lover heard her fiancé say. “I am sure no one would hold it against you if you excused
yourself and went home to rest.”
think I will,” Faith accepted wearily. She
gently kissed him on the mouth. “Until
tomorrow.” His strong fingers
tenderly cupped Faith’s cheek. “And
then you are mine forever.”
silent lover watched her leave the room. Perhaps
she would be the other man’s tomorrow. But tonight…tonight she would be his.
Faith was weary of the emotional tug-of-war that her life had become. She had no one to blame for it but herself. Still, she looked forward to her wedding and the peace that her binding vows would bring.
How ironic was it that her lover first spoke the words he knew to be truth? 'At the moment of your vows, you will be lost to me forever.' She hadn't bothered to reply. They both knew the reality of his pronouncement. Unfaithful though she might be to her relationship with her fiance', it would all end when she took vows to become the other man's wife.
"Take me to her."
"She is not there." Yuri Petroff's voice was neutral. He knew that his employer would not be happy at the news. "Her cousin Morgan took her away only moments after she arrived at her home." He anticipated Stefan's next query. "She is ensconced in the compound in which the mobster Corinthos lives with his children."
Stefan understood what the guard attempted to convey to him. Corinthos' compound would be a fortress; heavily guarded and impenetrable.
Clenching his jaw, Stefan reached for his cellular phone. He thumbed the single digit that would dial her number and listened with mounting frustration as his call went unanswered.
"Take me home." Faith's choice had been made. Stefan would have to learn to live with it.
Faith's latest move undid any promises he might have made for tomorrow.