This idea came from watching a really good movie last night. This is basically the introduction of what happened to Victoria's start.
A family of three sat around a dinner table in dead silence. Brooke Diamond sat at the end looking worried, James Diamond sat playing with his food, and Mark Diamond looked at his wife knowing something was wrong. "Brooke, what happened?"
"James you're excused," she said looking at her son as he smiled and couldn't run faster out of there. After he left she took her time eating and finally looked up looking at him with soft eyes. "Mark, I'm pregnant," she sighed as his face brightened and he smiled.
"Why are you so sad, this is a joyous occasion," he said running over to his wife.
"It's…It's not yours," she said looking away.
"What do you mean it's not mine? Whose then," he snapped grabbing her wrist. "Answer me woman!"
"Laurence Bride," she said standing up. Rage built in his body and he quickly walked out knocking over the wine chiller on his way out. She sat there staring at her plate, as a maid came in and began cleaning up. Brooke rose and walked out the room and into her bedroom sitting on her bed looking out the window.
Her husband soon barged through the door and looked at her angrily. "What were you thinking?"
"I was thinking, maybe for once I was happy. You are supposed to respect me," she corrected him.
"And you are my wife the one who is supposed to HONOR me!" he snarled
"Honor you, as you have honored me with sleeping with your latest mistress?" she snapped, as he looked angrier. He soon stormed out of the room leaving Brooke to cry on her bed stroking her belly. A child's knock had come from the door and James had walked into the room.
"Mommy, are you ok?" he asked hugging her legs.
"James, I am fine, go run along and play, I will be out soon," she said softly as he smiled and walked out. She sat on her bed for another twenty minutes before her husband walked in with her friend.
"Your husband has ordered that you must go to the country and give birth there, after that you must give the child to the Bride family. These are the rules do you understand the rules?" she asked as Brooke staid silent knowing she had no say in this.
"She understands let us leave," he said pulling her friend from her sight.
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Nine and a half months later Brooke had been pulled from her house and brought to the country of Minnesota to give birth to the child her husband did not want. "Brooke, your husband thinks…"
"This is best for my child, I think not," she hissed as she grabbed her stomach. "It's time," she said as her maids ran in. A while later she had given birth to the most beautiful girl ever to be seen.
"She's adorable," one maid said handing the child over. She looked at her daughter and began to weep, knowing this was going to be the last time she would see her.
"Victoria, her name will be Victoria," she smiled as the child opened her eyes and looked at her mother. She reached her tiny hand up with a smile spread on her face. She kissed the child's head and placed it in the little baby bed.
A few days passed and Brooke could move around she stared at the child fearing for the worst. "Mrs. Diamond, it's time," one maid said walking into the room she staid. With tears in her eyes she picked her child up and left to the front yard where a man in a suite stood.
"Mrs. Diamond, I am Harold Bride," the man said who was the father of her love.
"Where's Laurence?" she asked.
"It was settled that he should not know," the man responded as Brooke walked closer. Without saying a word the deed was done and Brooke had passed her daughter to the man. He walked silently back to the car and before her got in she called out to him.
"Mr. Bride, her name is Victoria," she said as a tear formed in her eye. He nodded in understandment and drove away as Brooke collapsed in the driveway crying knowing she was never going to see that adorable girl again.