It wasn't my voice on the line. "Hello. Are you a relative of Tessa Holloway?"
The relief vanished from Dylan's face.
"I'm calling from the east first-aid station. We found this phone on her body. Please come as soon as you can to identify her."
He stood clutching the phone, his lips white. Julia shoved past him and ran for the station.
Inside a cordoned-off area, my body lay on a gurney. A thin blanket covered my white dress. My left hand hung over the side, the engagement ring still on my finger.
Dylan crossed the barrier. A staff member stepped in front of him. "You can't go in there."
"I'm her fiancé."
A medic drew back the white sheet. Dylan saw my face and stopped. "Tessa." He said it softly, the way he used to when he woke me in the morning.
I stood on the other side of the
