On her wedding day, a bride is left at the altar by her fiancé and her own sister — then vanishes without a trace. Eight years later, her disappearance still haunts the family she left behind, and the truth of what happened is waiting to surface.
postponed it again, but this time, I no longer cared. I pushed through the glass doors and straight back to Hartwell, the small coastal town in Maine where I had grown up. The next morning, I was cleaning the house my parents had left behind in Hartwell. Aunt Claire and Uncle lived nearby, and Claire came over early. Fiona, take a break. I shook my head and told her I was
almost done claire took my hand and patted it gently all these years you've always been the one expected to be mature the one expected to give in you've suffered far too much she sighed as if turning over years of memories in her mind daphne may have been adopted by your parents but you always treated her like your own sister you gave her everything that
child never learned when to stop taking the relatives all knew but they were afraid you'd feel uncomfortable so no one dared say anything. Now you're both grown and you're about to start a family of your own. I thought you would finally be free from taking care of everyone smiled but said nothing. After a while, I said, Aunt Claire, you and Uncle Robert should move in.
An empty house doesn't stay in good shape for long. Claire looked startled. What do you mean empty? You'll still come back after you're married? She smiled. I know you and Nolan will live at the Hayes estate, but you'll need somewhere to stay when you visit us. I agreed yet continued that they move in. Claire thought I was only being polite and refused several times. I did