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.
“He took advantage of the accident to disappear.”
Julian’s expression tightened.
“He panicked.”
“He faked his death.”
“He thought it was the only way to get out.”
“Out of marrying me?”
Julian looked ashamed.
“Out of everything.”
I stepped back.
For months, I had imagined Adrian’s final moments.
