“Amber, please,” the voice continued. “I need you.”
I paused, even coming to a stop. He… needed me? But who even was he?
In a flash, I was standing in front of a building, eager to share my pregnancy results with the man inside. But when he came out, his arm was wrapped around another woman.
He told me he didn’t have time for me.
He told me to go home.
I was his secret. His wife, but hidden.
The pain felt like stinging barbs wrapped all the way around my heart.
“No,” I said to the memory. Julian had already apologized for all of this, and more, he had made it up to me as well, proving himself a changed man in every moment since our reunion. Olivia had wanted him to fail, to break us apart for her own goals, but we defied her.
The plane crash…
Hiding my identity…
Leaving and being
