Bette lay awake in her bed, goose bumps visible on her arms from the cool morning breeze coming through the window. It was mornings like these when she wished Tina would be sleeping next to her, warming her body from her lovers embrace, watching her sleep as the morning sun peeked through the window. But that was a thing of the past. She had tried for months to get Tina to come back to her, but nothing seemed to work. Her mind wandered through the thoughts of the affair, desperately trying to erase the pain she had caused but to no avail. The pain would constantly be there, the guilt never ceasing to exist. After all these years, she thought to herself, it still hurts to think about it, to think about Tina and the future we never had. Why did I ***** it up?!? At that moment Bette was jerked out of her thoughts as she heard a knocking at the door. Bette looked at the clock. *****! Its 7:30 Bette got up, quickly put on some jeans and a top, flattened down her hair and ran to answer the door.

AUNTIE BETTE!!! Just as Bette opens the door, a little girl, age four, with blonde, curly hair runs into Bettes arms hugging her like it was the last time she would ever see her auntie again.

Bette: Hey there cutie! (kissing the girl on her cheek, lifting her up so Bette is now eyelevel with the girls mother at the door) Hey Denise, come on in. Bette ushered Denise inside her apartment, giving the woman a quick hug and peck on the cheek and then let the little girl down so she can watch TV.

Bette looked at Denise. It never ceased to amaze Bette how much Denise looked like Tina. A fair complexion, beautiful eyes, gorgeous blonde hair, and not to forget an amazing body (especially after having her adorable baby girl, Jenna.) At first that is what attracted Bette to Denise. However, Bette soon found out that Denise was in fact straight, and happily married to a man whom Bette became friends with instantly. This couple befriended Bette right after her move to New York five years ago and Bette, in return, had also helped them get through some tough times in their life as well. They had become Bettes closest friends, so close in fact they chose Bette to be their childs god mother. Of course Bette was ecstatic; she loved kids and took the gesture as a great compliment. She treated Jenna as if she were her own, and loved her with all her heart.