Prologue
It was a bright, early morning when she saw the newscast.  The interview was short only a couple of minutes but long enough to show exactly everything that had been taken from her.
"... We're back and talking with Chloe Kiriakis, the star of Phantom of the Opera.  It's good to have you here with us this morning, Chloe."
Chloe smiled.  "Thank you, I'm glad to be here." 
"I understand when you were first offered the lead role in this movie you turned it down?"  Allison the bubbly reporter asked.
"Yes, I was on hiatus from my professional career when my agent was first contacted about the project.  At the time I had just had my son Tristian and I decided to take some time off to be with family.  Taking a break at that stage of my career was a very hard decision for me to make but, at the same time I really hadn't had the chance to  take any time off when my daughter was born.  The time just seemed right with Tristian's birth putting my career on hold was something I really wanted to do.  My agent contacted me again after my son had  just turned two and asked if I would consider taking the role now that the project was offically going to began.  At that time I just wasn't quite ready to leave my son so I declined to offer."
Allison nodded. "Then she called you a couple months later offering you the lead role ."
"Yes," Chloe swept her sable hair  with a few gray strands off her shoulder.  "I was offered the lead role and after I discussing this with my family I told her I would make a decision.   For me it was a question of  the consequences of taking on this movie with my husband and my daughter Lily, who was 12 at the time."
"Your husband being Philip Kiriakis," Allison offered as the screen showed a picture of the couple at a public event both dressed to the nines in soft tones of blue. 
"Yes, Philip and I both have very public professional lives but at the same time we like to keep try very hard to some aspects of our lives  private.  Taking on a movie, which would take my family into the public eye, is something that I take very serious. Being this open to the public allows for a lot of personal family things to become public knowledge. And I wasn't sure if I was ready or even willing to subject myself and my family to that."  She paused to sip from her glass of water.  "However, both my husband and my daughter were very supportive and  encouraged me to take the role.   They thought it would be something that I could really sink my teeth into so I accepted it."
"Is it a different experience being on stage performing versus doing a movie?"
"I think it's a different experience altogether  I've done cameos before in a couple of different movies so I understand how the whole process works and have a great appreciation for it.  But, performing on stage will always be my first love but I definitely enjoy doing movies as well.  Performing in general is just something I love to do."
Allison turned toward the camera, "when we be right back and we'll talk to Chloe about her family and what it's like being married to Philip Kiriakis."
"I'll just bet, married to the man that should have been mine."  The woman replied fast-forwarding her tape to return to the interview.  She stopped it when the interview came back on and pressed play.
"...  So I understand that you and Philip have been married for seven years now?  But, you've reportedly have called it a twenty-year love affair."
Chloe chuckled  lightly.  "Philip and I have known each other for about  twenty-four years.  Starting all the way back when we were in high school together.  I've always felt that we've had special ... connection.  When I was eighteen I was diagnosed with an acute form of leukemia.  And I had to have a bone marrow transplant.  Philip was tested and he was a match, he saved my life when we were just eighteen years old.  We have a bond, its unbreakable between the two of us." The camera focused in on her face, the sincerity in her eyes so pure and true that it could only be real.
"So would you say that you and Philip are soul mates?"
"Um, no Philip and I aren't soul mates, our bond, I think goes above and beyond just that of a soul mate.  A soul mate is someone I think you have a unique connection with ... someone who is a friend.  The bond between Philip and I isn't made of friendship, its made of love pure and simple.  He's my husband, my lover, he's my confidante." A picture of Chloe and Philip flashed before the screen, this one more recent than the last.  It was a photo of them embraced, Philip behind her with his arm around her waist looking down into her face as she stared back at him.  "It's a relationship that's grown from when were just teenagers to now a-a wonderful marriage."
"Listen to her babble about how precious her marriage is.  Ugh, I can't stand her talking about a marriage that should have been mine, children that should have been mine,"
"... my daughter Lily is fourteen years old and my son Tristian is now five years old.  They are the joys of my life.  Regardless of anything that's happening in my life they can make me feel 100% better."  A picture of Chloe with Lily taken a movie premiere flashed onto the screen.
The reported nodded smiling, then turned toward the camera.  "Well, we're out of time this morning.  Chloe Kiriakis starring in the  Phantom of the Opera that opens nationwide next month."  She turned to Chloe. "Chloe, it was lovely meeting you.  I hope that you'll come back and talk with us again after the movie comes out this summer.  
Chloe smiled brightly.  "I'd love to, it's been my pleasure." 
The reported turned back to the camera.  "Now back to you in the studio Tom ..."
Turning off the television, she clicked the stop button on the VCR.  "Well I'll tell you what Mrs. Chloe Kiriakis, your happiness is about to end.  I will have everything that was supposed to be mine.  I will have it all, the children, the name, and the prestige of being a Kiriakis."  She said throwing a knife into the wall where black and white photos of the Kiriakis family lined the walls.
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