“Stay with the flowers. Don’t let anyone move the arrangements.”
She studied me.
“Meredith, you’re scaring me.”
“I know.”
“Should I call someone to come help us?”
“Not yet.”
I headed toward the ceremony space. SpecialOccasions
Guests were already sitting down.
I recognized almost no one.
That hurt more than I expected.
Adrian had somehow built another life while removing me from it completely.
Then I saw Julian.
He stood near the back row.
Relief hit me for a moment.
Julian could explain.
I crossed the room quickly.
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“Julian.”
He turned.
The color drained from his face.
That reaction told me everything.
“You knew.”
His eyes moved toward the hallway.
“Meredith, please. This isn’t the place to do…”
“You knew he was alive.”
“Keep your voice down.”
I laughed once, bitterly.
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Julian rubbed his forehead.
“Please. Let me explain after the ceremony.”
“The ceremony?”
He lowered his voice.
“It’s complicated.”
“No. Complicated is changing a wedding date. Complicated is finding out your fiancé cheated on you. This is something else.”
A few guests glanced our way.
Julian stepped closer.
“Adrian was going to tell you.”
“When?”
He didn’t answer.
Something inside me settled.
The grief remained, but clarity had joined it.
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“Her name is Sarah.”
“How long?”
“Meredith.”
“How long has she been with him?”
His silence answered before his words did.
“Before the accident,” he finally confessed in a low voice.
Nausea rolled through me.
I nodded slowly.
“So there was no accident.”
“There was an accident.”
“What?”
Julian exhaled.
“Adrian was in the car, but he survived. Someone else didn’t.”
I stared at him.
