walked down the aisle to meet
him. Pleas from her own
mother went unheeded by
the blonde, who suffered
through her wedding day with
stoic dignity, already too
numbed by pain and grief to
care that she was tying the
knot with a man she didn’t ac-
tually love. During the cere-
mony, Douglas stood on a
chair next to his father, and the
little best man’s sweet smile
made it easy to understand
why Hope was will-
ing to endure an
insuff erable Thom-
as just to be a
mother to the pre-
cious little boy.
Yet it was another
sweet face that
proved nearly as
persuasive. Just as
Hope was about to
say the words that
would legally bind
her to the abhor-
rent groom, Steff y’s daughter
Phoebe (whom no one in the
room save Thomas knew was
actually Beth) crawled to the
bride and began to babble
the one word that could stop
everything: “Mama!”
Given how desperate we’ve
been for Hope to learn Phoe-
be is her child, the moment
was perfectly poignant, and
ex pertly played by as little an
actor as they come. (If there
were a category for infants at
the Daytime Emmys, this kid
would be a shoo-in!)
It’s said that truth sometimes
comes “out of the mouths of
babes,” and that proved literal-
ly so in this memorable Friday
cliff hanger!
Still, her irritation exploded into fur y
when Rey revealed Celeste was not only
hoping to convince Lola to open her
heart to Adrian but let her dad walk her
down the aisle. “I’m sorr y — what?!?” the
beauty gasped. “Does he seriously be-
lieve that he can walk back into our lives
after leaving us?... He ruined our family,
Rey, and now he’s tr ying to do it again.
What the hell is Mom thinking?”
Lola Draws The Line!
Rather than ask her outright, though, Lola
pretended to scroll through Celeste’s so-
cial media to get a peek at her new beau.
“C’mon, Mom. I just want to see what he
looks like. Is he tall? Handsome? Super-
dreamy? Or maybe... ” she suggested,
pausing teasingly before narrowing her
dark eyes and fi nishing, “... he looks ex-
actly like Dad.”
Caught, Celeste tried to downplay the
past by saying Adrian had made mistakes.
But Lola was having none of it. “Mistakes?”
she scoffed. “Mom, a mistake is forgetting
to throw out the trash, not forgetting that
you have a family!”
Her bitterness soared to new heights
when Celeste insisted he was sorr y. “Is he
sorr y that what? I didn’t have a father?
That Rey had to step up and be the man of
our family? That Arturo and I lost our big
brother? That he shattered your heart into
a million pieces?” Lola blasted, eyes fl ash-
ing. “He was living the life of his dreams
while we were barely hanging on!”
“I’m not gonna let him use my wedding
to tr y and fix the damage that he’s
caused!” she continued furiously. “The
only father that I have ever known will be
walking me down the aisle — Rey!
“If [Adrian] shows up at my wedding,”
she added, “I will call it off. Kyle and I, we
will elope. I mean it!”
Lola has never been the shy, retiring
type. Still, Calle took her character to a
whole new, exciting level, with the chef
taking off the gloves... er, oven mitts!