heard Colleen’s voice.
“You need to hurry. The ceremony starts in 20 minutes.”
A man answered.
I froze.
That wasn’t Julian’s voice.
But I knew it.
I had heard that voice half asleep in the morning.
I had heard it whisper beside me in movie theaters.
I had heard it arguing about cake.
But that was impossible.
I moved closer to the partly open door.
Colleen stood inside.
Then the man stepped into view.
My hand flew to my mouth.
Adrian.
Alive.
And he was wearing the same suit he’d
