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.
that they move in. Claire thought I was only being polite and refused several times. I did explain. I only thought that once I left, I might not return for many years. That evening, arrived for the pre-wedding family dinner as arranged. Three black sedans stopped outside. His guards remained by the entrance while Daphne stayed at his side like the hostess. They both
looked surprised when they saw me. Fiona, what are you doing here? Nolan asked as if I had no reason to be there but i was the bride and the family dinner had been arranged at my uncle's house wasn't i exactly where i was supposed to be oh he was probably used to it by now whether was present did not matter as long as daphne was fiona good you're here nolan said he was coming
to see uncle robert and i had nothing else to do so i came along i said nothing daphne had never liked hartwell and rarely returned to the seaside town where we had grown up i was surprised she had come so close to the wedding whether she had come for me or for some other reason no longer mattered in the living room uncle robert exchanged a few words with nolan
even with nolan deliberately restraining his presence the lieutenant standing behind his shoulder made the small room feel tense daphne sat beside nolan poured his coffee and answered questions for him as though she were the woman being introduced to the inner circle of the family i sat there like an unnecessary piece of furniture no one spared me a second glance
i checked my phone nolan had sent a message i've been busy with the family and the wedding these past few days so i neglected you but why didn't you tell me you were going back to heartwheel neglected me his tone sounded less like an apology and more like an accusation that i had