CHLOE'S POV
I should have known this perfect day wouldn’t last.
Things had been going too well. The necklace still glittered gently on my neck the bracelet clinked softly every time I moved my wrist—a reminder that I was finally getting everything I wanted. A family. A rich and good-looking man who truly cared for me. A son who loved me—or at least believed I was his mother.
As we made our way out of the restaurant the sunlight felt unusually warm against my skin and the breeze just light enough to be pleasant. Jamie had one hand in mine and the other swinging joyfully in the air still gushing about his meal and how much he loved the dessert. Austin smiled as he listened, walking beside me, content and relaxed.
And then it shattered.
"Chloe?"
That voice.
I stopped in my tracks. The
