"Love wins every time 3"
Well my worst fears have come true or at least they did for a little while. Remember how in the last entry I made, I was so afraid that Father and Julian might try something to break up Luis and I ? Well they tried. Oh God, how they tried. I was set up. Father, Julian and Rebecca planned an engagement party for Luis and I. (Yes, even Rebecca was in on it.) Luis told me not to trust my family but I wouldn't listen. I wanted so much to believe that they cared for me and wanted to see me happy. Julian and Rebecca hired some guy to impersonate Luis. This guy was so believable Pilar would have been fooled. He was Luis' height. He had his build and the same hair. What put the disguise over the top was the fact that he was wearing a mask of Luis' face and talking with Luis' voice.
His girlfriend called me on Luis' cell phone and got me suspicious. Then I follow Luis and find him in bed making love to this woman. I was totally sick at the sight. I wanted to confront them and I would have done it but I was honestly afraid I would throw up before I could speak my mind. I went home, heartbroken and told Luis when I saw him how disgusting I found him and I never wanted to see him again.
All they way home though, in my heart, I refused to believe that Luis could betray me like that. He begged me to listen to him and I am so glad that I did. He asked me to take a leap of faith and set a trap for Father and Julian. He asked me to help him prove that he was set up. I went along with his request and he was right. Julian and Rebecca were given enough rope to hang themselves on. Luis got me to believe him when he reminded me of all the times that we were together. How he saved my life more than once. The emotion I see on his face is genuine.
For example, a year ago New Year's Eve, I was kidnapped and held on top of the Seascape Restaurant by a man that could have been his father. When it came down to saving my life or the man Luis thought was his father, he saved me. That wasn't play acting.
Then there was the time that Luis fought to save me when I was buried alive. I found him in church, praying on knees to the Blessed Mother for me to live and share his life with him. That wasn't play acting either. Actions do speak louder than words. Luis saved my life more than once (or even twice)
The first time he saved my life was when we took a trip to Santa Fe together. I needed to find out if I was the one who may have killed Martin Fitzgerald. I kept worrying that I may have killed Luis's father so I found out a man who was supposed to be Martin was working in Santa Fe. I fueled up the Crane jet and was ready to take off for Santa Fe when Luis caught me. We did not get a long in those days and I was less than thrilled to see him. He demanded to know why I was going to Santa Fe. I told him I was going to get answers for Pilar.(Which was not entirely untrue.) I told him to leave because I was ready to take off and he just smiled and strapped himself in. He wasn't going to budge. I knew how stubborn he was so I stopped trying to get him to leave. There I sat with Luis Lopez-Fitzgerald. I was going all the way to Santa Fe with him, his sexy smile, bedroom eyes and hatred for the Cranes.
We had to hike to the cabin that was supposedly owned by Martin. We got caught in a flash flood. I got swept away by the rushing water and would have almost drowned if it weren't for Luis. He saved my life that day (for the first time.) He carried me to the cabin. Stripped my clothes off and kept me warm with his own body heat. O.k. that may not have been a real hardship for him but at the time we were not getting along. I saw then what a wonderful, loving, caring man he was on that trip. Our relationship changed on that day and has been growing stronger ever since. I pray we can withstand whatever Father intends to do. Remember my Father does not lose. He always gets what he wants one way or another...
