My sister dies at my wedding—but a week later, a coworker calls about a phone she left behind, revealing a truth that changes everything I thought I knew

a crash,” she whispered.

I kept glancing at the entrance, but Claire never appeared.

For one second, nobody in the room seemed to know how to move. Then chairs scraped, keys were grabbed, and we were all rushing for the cars before the call had even fully ended.

Rain had started on the drive. Heavy, slanting rain that turned headlights into smears.

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