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Instead, what came out was: “I never stopped loving you.”
Julian stopped three feet away. Rain tapped against the leaded glass windows. “Loving someone means trusting them. You didn’t trust me with your leaving. Why should I believe you with your return?”
He stared at the ticket. Then at her.
“Then speak.” He descended one step. Then another. The air thickened with cedar and the memory of his hands on her skin. “You owe me that much.”
Lena had spent three years rebuilding her life after walking away from Julian Thorne without a single word of explanation. He was a man who demanded truth the way others demanded air—relentlessly, completely. And she had loved him too much to give him the one truth that would destroy him.
She should start with the truth about that night. The threat her family received. The forged documents that made it look like Julian had betrayed her trust fund. The real enemy—her own cousin—who still walked free.
“You look well, Lena.” Julian’s voice was silk over steel. He hadn’t moved from the staircase, one hand resting on the carved railing, his dark eyes devouring her while his body remained perfectly still. “For a ghost.”