This is the sequel to my story If I Kissed You.
"Where is the journal? Did she store it somewhere?" Todd asked Cole.
"Actually, the last time I saw her with it, we were in the living room of the Buchanan mansion," Cole replied. "She was just about to pitch it into the fireplace. She didn't want to have feelings for Victor anymore. She was angry with him, and I guess she wanted to destroy what was left of the memories."
"So did she; throw it into the fireplace?"
"No, I talked her out of it. She had it in her hand and she went upstairs. I never saw it again," Cole stated.
"Damnit, that really doesn't tell me where she stashed it," Todd said with frustration.
"We moved out of the Buchanan mansion a few months later, and we got a small apartment at the Palace Hotel," Cole went on to explain. "Maybe she left the journal behind at the mansion. It's worth a try if you went over and searched the place."
"Hmmm... I wonder..." Todd said as he appeared deep in thought.
"I hope you find the journal, Todd. For my mom's sake," spoke Cole. "She needs to come home to my little sister."
"I want to bring her home. I miss her so much. It's hard to sleep at night... without her..."
Cole nodded. "I am missing Starr so much, too. And Hope. Being in prison sucks."
"I've been there," Todd said softly. And they both knew why.
"Listen, I better go. Don't lose hope. I'm going to find your mother. And I'll make Victor pay," Todd promised Cole. "Until then, if you remember anything; anything at all that might help, you call, okay?"
"I promise I will," Cole responded.
With a heavy sigh, Todd got up and left. He had a mansion he had to search.
"Alright, Victor. You better start talking. And don't leave out any of it. I need to hear why you faked your own death, and why you said I'll hate Todd," Marty insisted.
"Todd was working with my mother all along. He's not Todd Manning, I am," Victor stated. "He's actually Victor. Our mother sent him to Llanview to take over my fortune. She also wanted to get closer to my kids through him. Everything he did was done under our mother's command."
"And you know this how?" Marty demanded.
"Because she told me. And because I have no memory of being Victor. All I know and feel is Todd."
"Victor, she brainwashed you; made you think you were Todd. You were a victim. You are not Todd."
"But I am," Victor insisted. "It's all I've ever known. It's who I am."
"I could help you regain your true memories. The memories of who you truly are. You are Victor, Todd's twin."
"No," he said adamantly, shaking his head. "Why won't you believe me, Marty? What do I have to do to convince you?"
"You don't have to convince me. Todd has already convinced me. I know HE'S Todd. There's a difference between the two of you. I know that more than anyone."
"And you could never love me as much as you love him..."
Marty looked at him with pain in her eyes. She loved both Todd and Victor so much; it was difficult to determine whom she loved more. She had a child with both of them, and had a deep, abiding love for both. The thought of losing either one was killing her. How could she make Victor understand?
"Victor, you have put me in a very painful position. I love Todd, but I love you, too," she admitted. "It's killing me, because I don't want to betray Todd."
"Who cares what you do to that asshole? He's betrayed you! He's hurt you beyond what should ever be forgivable!"
"And you have never hurt me?" Marty said in a gasp. "My God, Victor! You lied to me for MONTHS and kept me from my son! Do you have any clue how much YOU'VE hurt me?"
"I'm sorry, Marty. I hate how I hurt you then, but THIS is different. I'm not going to hurt you as I did then," he swore.
"Then tell me everything. And leave NOTHING out," she urged.
"I heard Todd talking to our mother..." Victor said quietly.
"About what?" Marty prompted.
"About Patrick. Todd and my mother were planning to kill your husband," Victor revealed. "Todd said he wanted you for himself and he must eliminate anyone and everyone who stood in his way."