The wedding couldn’t have been more perfect—until Dad suddenly gripped my hand and whispered, “Get away from everyone. We need to talk. Now.”

to.”

“That sounds perfect!” Emily agreed immediately. “David has a client dinner anyway, so the timing works out great. I’ll bring all my photos and souvenirs.”

After I hung up, I sat in my kitchen and realized that in just a few hours, Emily’s world was going to end. The happy, trusting woman who had called me from Italy would be gone forever, replaced continue reading …