and Alex sparred over Miranda's unhappiness with
James's engagement to Brooke. James walked in on
an emotional Brooke in an imtimate embrace with
Ethan. Winter pleaded with Kenny not to end
their affair. James gave Brooke a necklace
for an engagement present, which angered Miranda.
An enemy of James's from the past returned
to announce his plan for revenge. Miranda
got drunk at the engagement party and accidentally
hit Brooke with her car.
Miranda Blackthorne sat behind the wheel of her shiny red
Camaro, her hands gripping the steering wheel so tightly that her knuckles
turned white. Eyes wide, she stared
through the windshield at the motionless body of Brooke Taylor laying on the
hard asphalt circular drive of the Blackthorne mansion. Her head spinning, she tried to think but
all she could manage was a streak of panic and terror. She couldn't believe she hit her. The first thing everyone would say is that
she did it on purpose. They all knew
how much she hated Brooke and resented her intrusion in their lives.
it was a genuine accident, Miranda thought, trying to clear her mind and focus
on the problem at hand. Sure, she had a
little too much to drink and ran out of the house in a tizzy, but she had no
intention of hurting Brooke in any way.
getting out of the car, Miranda raced to Brooke's side and checked to see if
she was breathing. She was, as far as
she could tell, and she didn't see any traces of blood or injuries. Maybe she'd just hit her head and would
walk away from the near disaster after she regained consciousness.
she said, shaking the young blond woman gently.
"Brooke, can you hear me?"
a minute or so of trying to revive her, she decided she had no choice but to go
inside the mansion for help. One thing
was for certain, she knew her father would crucify her when he found out what
happened. If anything happened to his
a split decision, she got back in her car and started the engine again. She backed the car up its original parking
spot and climbed out, checking the front end over before rushing inside the
house in a panic.
she cried. The terrifying event had
managed to sober her up quite a bit and she was a little more sure footed than
when she'd ran out of the house several minutes ago.
is it?" Stormy asked with irritation as she walked out of the parlor to
see what the commotion was all about.
Brooke!" Miranda shouted. "She
collapsed outside in the driveway! I
can't get her to wake up!"
God," Renee DeWitt gasped as she clutched to her husband Kenny's arm.
do you mean she collapsed?" asked Ethan Blackthorne, pushing through the crowd
in the foyer.
shook her head in despair, simply wanting to make sure Brooke was all right and
avoid any questions. "I don't
know! Just call an ambulance! Hurry!"
call," Heather Blackthorne volunteered, rushing back into the parlor and
picking up the phone. The rest of the
group ran outside where Brooke was still laying lifelessly on the
Stormy called, bending down and checking for a pulse. He announced that she was breathing and
stood up. "I hope that ambulance
gets here soon. Has anyone seen
had a guest in the study," Kenny reminded him.
go," Ethan announced, racing back into the house and down the hall to the
he entered the room, he was quickly knocked over by the force of Will Thomerson
being thrown clear across the room.
"What the-" he began, surveying the shambles the study was
in. He watched with wide eyes as Will
retaliated against James and rushed toward him at blinding speed, knocking him
over the desk and sending papers scattering everywhere.
son of a bitch!" Will shouted, his blond hair disheveled from the violent
going to make you sorry you came here, Will Thomerson!" James bellowed,
grabbing his enemy by the lapels and punching him twice in the jaw.
it off!" Ethan shouted, trying to pry the men off of one another. "James, stop it! You have to come with me! Brooke collapsed outside!"
news stopped him dead in his tracks. His
head snapped toward his nephew and he gasped in horror. "What?" he exclaimed, releasing his
clutches from Will and tearing out of the study and down the hall to the front
he walked outside he could hear the ambulance sirens in the distance. Everyone from his rehearsal dinner party was
gathered around an unconscious Brooke who lied motionless on the ground.
the devil happened?" he lamented, dropping to his knees and examining his
beautiful bride to be. His clothes were
tattered and crinkled from the violent struggle with Will inside the study.
shrugged. "Dad, she ran outside and
the next thing we knew she was unconscious."
frowned, looking around at the crowd.
"Why was she outside?" he asked in confusion. "Who found her?"
chimed in and replied in an awkward tone.
"She and Miranda had an argument," she said. "Brooke ran outside and Miranda followed
face turned stark white and he stood up, glaring at his daughter who hid behind
Kenny and Renee DeWitt. "What did
you say to her?" he asked in a rage.
Daddy, I-" Miranda began, tears
flowing down her face.
"Miranda, if you
did anything to hurt Brooke I swear to God I'll-" He stopped when the
ambulance arrived on the scene
and pulled into the driveway. The
paramedics quickly jumped out of the front and tended to Brooke, asking
everyone to clear the area so they could examine her.
breathing,” one of the paramedics said, flashing a light in Brooke’s eyes. “It looks like she has a concussion. We’re going to have to get her to the
emergency room right away.”
by the turn of events, James buried his face in his hands and watched as the
paramedics lifted Brooke onto a stretcher and loaded her into the back of the
ambulance. He didn’t notice Will
Thomerson leave the mansion and disappear into the sea of cars parked in the
going with you,” James announced, jumping into the back of the ambulance with
looked at Miranda and noticed the stark white expression on her face. She was crying and trembling, obviously upset
by her confrontation with Brooke inside, and then the way James laid into her
and practically accused her of hurting Brooke.
his hands in his pockets, he watched the ambulance speed off. Everyone slowly made their way back inside
while he lingered behind. His eyes
traveled to the ground where thick black skid marks caught his eye. They were in the direct path of where Brooke
Frowning, he bent
down and eyed a tiny piece of yellow plastic.
He picked it up and examined it closer.
Suddenly a horrible thought crossed his mind and he almost hated himself
for thinking it. He walked over to
Miranda’s car and walked a circle around it, looking for anything that seemed
out of place. Bending down next to the
hood, he noticed a crack in one of the headlights. He lifted the piece of plastic and eyeballed
the headlight again.
Inside the house,
Kenny was helping Renee put on her long mink coat in the foyer.
“Well this is the
most excitement I’ve had all day,” Renee said, pushing her coiffed black hair
up in the back as she took her purse from Leilani. “Except for catching you and your mistress
in bed, that is.”
evasively. “Now now, Darling,” he
began. “That’s all in the past now, remember? I made a foolish mistake and I’ve learned my
“I should hope so,” Renee
spat, shooting him a threatening stare.
“I’d hate to put in a call in and have your position with the land
commission ripped right out from under you.
It’d make what happened to poor Brooke Taylor look like a picnic.”
Kenny sighed and
walked his wife to the door. He hoped
that Winter Austen wasn’t going to be a problem for him. She didn’t seem too happy when he ended it
with her and told her she had to find somewhere else to live. The last thing he needed was for her to go
around causing problems with his new position with the land commission.
Inside the parlor,
Stormy paced the floor while Heather tried her best to comfort him.
“Maybe we should go
to the hospital,” he announced. “We
can’t just leave Dad there by himself.
What if something is really wrong with Brooke?”
“I’ll go with you,”
They started out into
the foyer and stopped where Miranda was standing, a far off look in her red
watery eyes. “Are you coming?” Stormy
She didn’t reply.
Stormy scoffed and
rolled his eyes, leading Heather out the front door just as Ethan walked
in. “We’re going to the hospital. Do you want to come?”
Ethan looked across
the room at Miranda, wondering if he should confront her about his
suspicions. He immediately decided it
wasn’t the best thing to do, at least not right now. Going to the hospital and checking on Brooke was
the most important thing for now.
“Yeah, I’ll drive,”
Ethan replied, ushering them out the door.
James paced the
waiting room at Cedars-Sinai, impatiently waiting for the doctor to give him
word on Brooke’s condition. He was
worried out of his mind. How could this
have happened? It was the night before
their wedding. They were supposed to be
starting a beautiful life together in less than eighteen hours, not spending it
in the hospital.
He approached a nurse
on duty and cut off her conversation with a woman standing in the waiting
room. “Nurse, is there any word on my
fiancé?” he demanded. “The doctor has
been in there for half an hour!”
“The doctor will let
you know as soon as he has any information,” the nurse replied impatiently,
then turned back to the woman.
understand!” James exclaimed. “That’s my
fiancé in there. We’re supposed to be
getting married tomorrow! I want to
know about her condition and I want to know now!”
“Sir, if you’ll just
“Now!” James shouted
at the top of his lungs.
Finally the nurse
scampered off and left James standing in the waiting room. He let out a deep breath, refusing to feel
bad about yelling at the nurse. They
didn’t understand how important to him Brooke was. Every minute he waited was like an eternity
asked a voice from across the room.
He looked up and saw
Winter Austen coming toward him in her nurses uniform. At first he couldn’t place where he knew her
from, but then it dawned on him that this was the nurse that Ethan had been
involved with some time ago. If he wasn’t
mistaken, this was the same nurse that his pal Kenny DeWitt was having an
affair with. The only reason he knew
was because Kenny told him everything.
He loved to share the sordid details of he and Winter’s sex life.
“Is there anything I
can do for you?” Winter asked, her long blond hair pinned up inside her nurse's
“It’s my fiancé,”
James began. “She’s in with the doctor
and no one will tell me anything.”
“I’ll check on her
for you,” Winter offered with a smile and rushed out of the waiting room.
After she’d gone,
Stormy, Heather and Ethan showed up in the waiting room, rushing toward James
in a panic. “Dad, how is she?” Stormy
asked. “Do they know anything?”
James shook his
head. “The doctor is in with her now.”
Just then, the doctor
entered the room and called for James.
“Mr. Blackthorne, your fiancé is conscious.”
“How is she, Doctor?”
“She has a
concussion,” he explained. “Nothing
serious, but I’d like to keep her here for an hour or so just for
“Oh thank God,” James
whispered. He hugged Stormy and Ethan
and turned back to the doctor. “Can I
James followed the
doctor down the hallway to an examining room.
He raced to Brooke’s side and kissed her tenderly on the cheek, holding
her hand in his. “Hi Sweetheart,” he
said. “You gave me quite a scare.”
Brooke managed a weak
smile. “I’m sorry,” she said, looking
longingly into his dark eyes. “I guess
the rehearsal dinner is a bust, huh?”
James laughed. “I don’t care about that,” he said. “All it means is we’ll have to wing it at the
ceremony whenever we decide to reschedule.”
Shaking her head
adamantly, Brooke tried sitting up in the bed.
“Reschedule?” she asked insistently.
“James, I don’t want to reschedule.
I want to get married tomorrow just like we planned.”
“Sweetheart, you have
a concussion,” James exclaimed. “You’re
in no condition to do anything tomorrow.”
feel fine!” Brooke insisted, her eyes pleading.
“Please, I don’t want this to change anything. I want to get married tomorrow just as we
smiled and kissed her forehead. His gaze
grew distant as he thought about Miranda and the circumstances that happened
back at the house. “Brooke, how did
this happen? They said you
collapsed. Was that all there was to
Brooke recalled the hateful exchange between her and Miranda earlier that
evening. She remembered Miranda ripping
off her necklace and then running outside in a sorrowful state of gloom. She remembered sitting down by the curb of
the driveway and seeing Miranda get into her car and peel out. Then she stood up to stop her from driving
off recklessly and that’s when the car hit her and knocked her down. Miranda hadn’t been driving very fast, which
was most likely why she hadn’t been injured further.
did Miranda have something to do with your accident?” James prodded, hating the
idea of suspecting his own daughter of doing something so hateful. But after the way she’d been acting lately,
it wouldn’t surprise him. “Everyone said
you and her had quite an argument inside the house just before you ran out.”
looked straight ahead and saw Ethan standing in the doorway. She just wanted everything to be perfect for
their wedding. She didn’t want to think
any more about Miranda and the feud between them. She hated what it was doing to her and
James. If she admitted that Miranda
struck her down with her car, it would cause so much uproar that their lives
would be turned upside down forever. She
couldn’t let that happen, even if it meant protecting Miranda.
she finally answered. “I ran out of the
house so fast that I tripped and fell and hit my head. Miranda wasn’t there.”
felt relieved. He knew his daughter
couldn’t be capable of causing physical harm on anyone else.
smiled as James hugged her close. She
continued looking to the doorway where Ethan stood watching and listening. He knew there was something more to it than
Brooke was letting on. But why would
she cover for Miranda if that were the case?
paced back and forth in her bedroom in a daze.
She was nearly over the edge as she agonized over the night’s
events. If anything happened to Brooke
then it would be all her fault and the guilt would consume her until she
confessed to running her down with her car.
Everyone would hate her, especially her own father. She would never be able to look at him in the
On the other hand, if Brooke turned out to be all right, she
would tell everyone what had happened and she’d still be in hot water. She’d be forever known as the bratty
daughter of the movie producer who tried to kill her own stepmother. But that wasn’t how it was at all. It was truly an accident. Brooke had to know that.
waiting was unbearable. She threw
herself onto the bed and buried her face in the pillow.
knock at the door caused her to jump to her feet, her long black hair slightly
disheveled and her eyes red and puffy.
“Come in,” she called.
walked into the room and closed the door behind him. “I thought you should know that Brooke is
fine,” he began. “They’re keeping her at
the hospital for another hour or so but she’ll be released tonight.”
God,” Miranda said with an overwhelming sense of relief. She sat down on the edge of the bed and
took a deep breath. “How’s Daddy?”
fine,” Ethan replied with a solemn expression on his handsome face. “He was a little frazzled there for a while,
but he’s just relieved that Brooke is all right.”
nodded and began wondering what Brooke had told everyone when she woke up. Did she say that James’s crazy jealous
daughter hit her with her car in a drunken stupor?
there anything you want to talk about?” Ethan asked her, trying to study the
expressions on his cousin’s face.
Miranda frowned and looked away. “No,
according to Brooke she tripped and fell and hit her head,” Ethan began. “Is that really what happened?”
wave of confusion smothered Miranda as the information sunk in. Why hadn’t she told them the truth? Did she really not know what happened for
certain? Or was she protecting her for
would I know?” she replied. “I came
outside and she was on the ground.”
shrugged. “It’s just that you had that
big fight and all. You were outside for
a few minutes before you came back in,” he said. “What were you doing that whole time?”
felt like Ethan was badgering her and she didn’t like it. If Brooke said she fell and hit her head,
then why didn’t he believe her? How
would he know any different? She stood
up in a huff and put her hands on her hips.
“I was trying to wake her up!” she replied angrily. “Just what are you getting at, Ethan?”
just want to know if Brooke left anything out, that’s all.”
Ethan realized he wasn’t going to get any answers out of
Miranda. No matter what suspicions he
had, the only people who knew for sure what happened that night were Miranda
and Brooke. He didn’t know if either
one of them would admit to anything else.
he shrugged and managed a smile. “Just
trying to piece everything together,” he said.
Maybe now wasn’t the time to question her and make any accusations. He had to talk to Brooke first and find out
if she was holding anything back. One
thing was for certain, something didn't
add up with the evening's events.
next day was busy with wedding preparations.
Caterers, florists, musicians and decorators ran about as the
Blackthorne mansion was buzzing with activity.
Miranda woke up late and proceeded down the stairs to the foyer, her
stomach doing flips at the unwelcome disarray her house was in.
us!" said a rude man who carried giant pillars through the front door and
positioned them at the front of the expansive foyer.
through!" called another man delivering giant floral arrangements. He gave Miranda a shove and knocked her out
of the way, still keeping up his hectic pace as he made his way through the
more irritated by the second, Mirada ducked into the dining room hoping to get
some breakfast. She definitely needed
something to ease the splitting headache she had. Inside, Leilani was clearing the table and
quietly mumbling something in Hawaiian.
Miranda could tell she was cursing.
After having Leilani as their maid for fifteen years, she had come to
realize a Hawaiian four letter word when she heard one.
there any breakfast?" Miranda asked.
Miss Miranda," Leilani said, barely looking up in her haste. "You missed breakfast. I can fix you something when I'm done
shook her head regretfully. "No,
that's okay. I'll just get some aspirin
and juice." She was already
beginning to feel like she was in the way and the wedding hadn't even started
back, she walked down the hall to the kitchen and got a bottle of aspirin from
the cabinet, then poured herself a glass of pineapple juice. She swallowed three pills and then turned
around just as Brooke entered the house from the back door.
stood wordlessly for what seemed like an eternity. Miranda studied the look in Brooke's eyes,
wondering what she was going to say. Was
she going to berate her for last night?
Lecture her and then tell her she was going to hold it over her head
forever? The suspense was killing her.
"Good morning," Brooke said calmly. "Is your father around? I don't want him to see me yet. You know, superstitions and all."
haven't seen him this morning."
nodded, barely able to look at Miranda in the face. "I guess I'll go up the back
stairs. My bridesmaids are meeting me up
in the room at the end of the hall to help me get ready."
started toward the stairs when Miranda called after her. "Brooke," she said, then took a
meaningful pause. "Why did you
for a few seconds, Brooke finally turned back around. "I lied because I was being
selfish," she replied.
"Because I didn't want anything ruining my wedding day, especially
another fight between you and your father."
was an accident, you know," Miranda said.
"I didn't mean to-"
don't care," Brooke snapped.
"I'm not going to let you ruin this for me. I'm going to marry your father today and
there's nothing you can do about it.
Whether it was an accident or not, it doesn't matter to me. I'm through trying to be your friend, because
you know what? I don't care if you don't
pursed her lips, feeling defeated by Brooke's words. She'd never heard her sound so bitterly defiant.
one more thing," Brooke continued before going upstairs. "If you give me any more grief about
marrying your father and moving into this house, I promise you I'll tell him
the truth about last night."
stuck in Miranda's head and echoed in her mind.
She folded her arms and her expression turned to a pout. She wondered if Brooke would actually tell
her father the truth or if she was just making idle threats.
Blackthorne arrived at the mansion and found James in his study, cleaning up
the disaster from the night before.
you want to talk about what happened in here last night?" Ethan
asked. "If I hadn't come in when I
did the two of you would have killed each other."
stacked a pile of papers on his desk and sighed. "I'm afraid you're right about
that," he said. "His name is
Will Thomerson. He's the one who bought Jaguar Studios. He came to rub it in my face and tell me that
he's planning on demolishing my career."
enemy of yours, I take it."
could say that, yes," James said with a hearty laugh. "We go back a long way."
noticed the faraway look in his uncle's eyes.
He could tell there was much
more to the story. There had to be something that he wasn’t
is Brooke?” he asked, deciding to change the subject since James didn’t seem
too keen on talking about Will Thomerson.
“I take it the wedding is still on.”
nodded. “I tried to get her to agree to
postponing it, but she wouldn’t hear of it,”
he explained. “I took her home
last night and tucked her into bed. You
know how brides are, they insist on that silly tradition about not letting the
groom see them before the wedding.”
should be here by now,” James continued.
“Her bridesmaids are helping her get ready upstairs.”
folded his arms and stared at him in deep concentration. “Did she say anything else about the
accident?” he asked. “About how it
it just seems she lost her footing and hit her head on the ground. Kind of a departure from how graceful she
it is,” Ethan agreed, his voice filled with suspicion. “Well, I’m glad she’s all right.”
met his gaze and nodded slowly. ‘It’s
nice of you to be so concerned about my fiancé, “ he declared, unable to hide
the accusatory tone in his voice. He
had noticed how close his nephew and Brooke had recently become, and as much as
he hated himself for it, it worried him.
The idea of Brooke falling for a much younger man and starting a romance
with him right under his nose was preposterous, but something told him he
needed to keep his eyes and ears open.
As if he didn’t have enough to worry about already with Miranda acting
so hatefully, and then his nemesis Will Thomerson showing up out of the blue
after all these years.
Reynolds walked purposefully across the lobby of the Peninsula Hotel, ignoring
the pointing and staring from fans and onlookers. She owned the room. Returning to her seat in the cocktail lounge
where Jordan Rydell was waiting, she lit a cigarette and smiled pleasantly at
for the interruption,” she began, her auburn hair spiraling down her face and
neck. “A woman has to make sure her
nose is powdered in the company of attractive men.”
smiled graciously. “Alex, we’ve known each other a long time,”
he said. ‘I think we’ve both seen each
other at our worst.”
may have known each other for a long time but we were certainly never allowed
to be civil to one another,” Alex remarked, nursing her scotch with a
twist. “Not with that
tyrant of an ex-husband of mine
running the show.”
he always did seem the jealous type,” Jordan agreed with a laugh.
there’s nothing stopping us now.”
Jordan caught her flirtatious eye and
finished his drink. “And now my daughter
is married to your son. I can’t think of
a better reason for us to get better acquainted.”
that really why you asked me to meet you for cocktails?” Alex asked, blowing a
stream of smoke into the air.
in his seat, Jordan motioned for the bartender to
bring two more drinks. He returned his
attention to Alex and smiled slyly. “I did have an ulterior motive.”
started casting for a new film. It’s a
sure fire hit. I want you to star in
didn’t bat an eyelash. She knew there
had to be something more to Jordan’s sudden interest in her. “I’m sorry, Jordan.
Haven’t you read the headlines?
I’m taking a sabbatical from the big screen.”
you’re overworked or because you can’t face your public since James threw you
out?” Jordan asked bluntly. He knew the only way to get an honest answer
out of Alex Reynolds was to lay it right on the table. “Incidentally, isn’t today his wedding to
“Jordan, I’ll make a deal with you,”
Alex began, leaning across the table as the bartender arrived with their
drinks. “I’ll ignore that comment if you
give me one good reason why I shouldn’t throw this drink in your face.”
shrugged with a nonchalant smirk and leaned back in his seat. “Think about it,” he urged. “James Blackthorne’s ex-wife starring in his
rivals next blockbuster hit. What
better way to show the public you’re back and better than ever? And at the same time hitting James where it
pondered the notion. James would have a fit if she starred in a new
movie from Rydell Productions. The biggest way to bruise James
Blackthorne’s ego was through his work.
And right now, she would like nothing more than to stick it to him and
make him sorry for throwing her out like last week’s garbage.
a script to my place in Malibu,” she announced before finishing
her drink and standing up. “I’ll give
you a call.”
grinned and caught her before she left. "Incidentally,
it wasn't just James keeping us from getting acquainted
all those years. My ex-wife was very jealous
of you, you know. You were quite intimidating
flew through the lobby and stopped when she saw a tall, attractive blond man standing
by the courtesy desk with the phone to his ear. Frowning, she tried to think of why he
looked so familiar to her.
the man hung up the phone and turned around she got a better look at him and
realized who it was.
can’t be,” she whispered to herself.
“Will Thomerson. Here in Los Angeles?”
are you doing here?” Stormy asked as he opened the door to his house in Burbank and Miranda pushed her way
had to get out of that house,” she said in desperation. “Everyone is driving me crazy with this-“
God, enough of this self-pity,” Stormy interrupted. He was half-dressed for the wedding in his
tuxedo shirt and pants. “I’m sick to
death of it.”
sorry, but nobody sees that witch the way I do!” Miranda exclaimed, still
reeling from the ugly confrontation with Brooke back at the mansion. “She’s horrible, Stormy! It can’t just be me who sees it.”
it is!” Stormy argued, walking across the room and gathering a stack of CD’s
that had been strewn around the floor beside the stereo equipment. “You’re the only one who has a problem with
Brooke. Maybe it’s time you realized
that it’s your problem, not hers.”
doesn’t even care if I like her or not!”
wouldn’t either after that stunt you pulled last night!” Stormy replied.
do you mean?” Miranda asked. Did her
brother know the truth about what happened outside the mansion? Did he know she hit Brooke with her car?
talking about you tearing off her necklace like that! If I were Brooke I wouldn’t want to have
anything more to do with you either!”
Miranda turned and stormed out of the house, slamming the door so hard that it
rattled the walls.
knocked on the bedroom door at the mansion and waited a minute before going
inside where Brooke and her two bridesmaids were gathered.
I interrupting?” he asked.
come in,” Brooke said happily as Deb finished pinning on her veil.
walked into the room, dressed in his tuxedo and smiling from ear to ear. “You look beautiful,” he said.
asked Deb and Bianca to give them a minute alone and they obliged, leaving them
together in the bedroom.
look very handsome yourself,” Brooke replied, straightening his bow tie and
brushing her hand down his jacket.
watched her carefully. “Are you feeling
nodded and went back to the vanity to finish her makeup. “I feel fine,” she replied. “A little bump on the head is hardly enough
to stop me from walking down the aisle today.”
his hands into his pockets, Ethan walked up behind her and looked at her
reflection in the mirror. “Brooke, did
Miranda have anything to do with your fall last night?” he asked, thinking
about the broken headlight on Miranda’s car and the skid marks on the driveway.
tensing up, Brooke shook her head and tried to stay calm. “Of course not,” she replied. “Why would you ask that?”
if she did do something, I’m not saying it was intentional. We both know she was pretty upset last night,
not to mention drunk.”
is it you think she did?” asked Brooke somewhat uncomfortably.
Ethan said, bending down and looking directly into her eyes. “Are you protecting her?”
felt herself giving in. She sunk into
his arms and sobbed quietly just as the door opened and James entered the
room. Her eyes shot open in surprise and
she jumped up out of the chair.
you’re not supposed to see me!” she squealed, backing up a few steps.
surveyed the room, becoming agitated by the fact that Ethan and Brooke were in
yet another cozy embrace. “You’re not in
your dress yet,” he said. “I can see you
as long as you’re not in your dress.”
everything okay, James?” Ethan asked, noting the stark expression on his
tell me,” James insisted. He didn’t
think he could keep it in any more.
“Just what the hell is going on with you two anyway?”
Ethan asked on confusion. “Brooke and I
were just talking about last night. I
think there’s something you should know.”
don’t!” Brooke cried. She didn’t want
James knowing that Miranda was responsible for her accident. It would kill him if he knew his daughter had
done something like that.
all means tell me,” James demanded. He
felt his heart thudding inside his chest, waiting for Ethan to tell him that he
and Brooke were in love and that she wasn’t going to marry him today. “Don’t keep me in suspense. What’s this big news?”
didn’t fall last night,” Ethan explained.
no!” Brooke lamented, overwrought with guilt.
“I’m sorry, Brooke.
He has the right to know.”
someone just tell me what’s going on?” James asked, puzzled by what was going
on. It was obviously not what he was
expecting to hear.
ran outside after Brooke and got into her car,” Ethan continued. “She was drunk. She hit her.
That’s how Brooke got hurt.”
James asked in a whisper, then looked at his fiancé. “Brooke, is this true?”
nodded her head with regret, angry that Ethan had taken it upon himself to tell
James the truth. “Yes, it’s true.”
that little bitch!” James shouted and raced out of the room. He bounded down the upstairs hallway and
pounded on Miranda’s door. When there
was no answer, he pushed open the door and scanned the room. Empty.
he bellowed, his voice echoing through the mansion. “Miranda, where the devil are you?”
turned and went back down the hall to the staircase. Brooke and Ethan were fast on his heels.
please!” Brooke cried. “Don’t do
anything you’ll regret!”
daughter of mine has crossed the line!” James argued. “She’s done nothing but cause unhappiness for
you ever since you came into my life and I’ll be damned if I’m going to let her
keep it up!"
doesn’t matter!” Brooke pleaded. “It’s-“
stopped mid-sentence when Miranda walked through the front door and entered the
foyer. She looked up and saw her father,
Brooke, and Ethan on the staircase, glaring down at her.
going on?” she asked.
gone too far this time!” James shouted, stomping down the stairs to the
foyer. “You could have killed Brooke
last night because of your damned drinking and your tantrums!”
knew immediately that her father knew the truth. Brooke must have told him after all. She knew she couldn’t trust her to keep her
word. In a way it was a relief. At least now Brooke wouldn’t have anything to
hold over her head.
was an accident, Daddy!” she insisted.
it?” James asked angrily. The veins on
his forehead were throbbing as he turned red all over. “We all know how much you wanted Brooke out
of the way!”
how can you say that?” Miranda cried. “I
might not have wanted you to marry Brooke, but I wouldn’t deliberately hurt
she didn’t mean to do it!” Brooke called as she and Ethan reached the bottom of
the staircase. “Please, just let it
James insisted, his eyes still riveted to Miranda’s. “You’re a spoiled little rich girl and all
you care about is yourself! I can’t believe
I raised someone as hateful and cruel as you are!”
welled up in Miranda’s eyes. The words
hurt like nothing she’d ever felt before.
She couldn’t believe her father would say something so horrible to her. She turned and raced out of the mansion,
leaving them behind in silence.
closed his eyes, realizing he might have gone too far with his daughter this
time. He knew there was no sense in
going after her now. She was too upset. They all were. He gave Brooke and Ethan a final glance
before he marched down the hall to his study.
buried her face in her hands and cried silently as Ethan tried to comfort
her. He had no idea that James would
react so harshly to the new information.
Suddenly he felt like an idiot for causing so much havoc on the most
important day of James and Brooke’s lives.
blasts Brooke for protecting Miranda. Alex
and Will conspire to bring James to his knees. Miranda
meets a handsome con-man and uses him to pay
her father back in spades. Kenny asks a favor
of James. Two weddings take place.