bought for our wedding.
I couldn’t move.
For one terrible second, my mind rejected what my eyes were showing me.
“Does everything look okay?” he asked.
Colleen adjusted his tie.
“You look perfect.”
Adrian smiled.
“Good. I don’t want anything going wrong today.”
I stumbled backward before either of them noticed me.
My heart was pounding hard enough to hear.
Three months earlier, I had stood at Adrian’s funeral believing I would never hear his voice again.
Now he was alive.
His mother knew.
And both of them had let
