Foster jolted as if electrocuted.
In love with Linh?
Her laughing image burned behind his eyelids—that radiant smile, the way she'd thrown herself in front of him, her wedding dress drenched in crimson.
His chest constricted violently, a vise grip stealing his breath.
After a beat, he released Sienna's arm.
"I don't love anyone—never have!" he bit out.
With that, he whirled around and bolted from the hospital room like a man pursued.
Behind him, Sienna's laughter crescendoed into something unhinged. "You can't lie to me, Foster..."
"Too blind to see the truth—you deserve to lose her! Hahahaha...!"
*****
Mind reeling, Foster ordered Sienna kept under surveillance. No more slip-ups.
On the wedding day, he raced home only to find Linh gone.
He dialed her number, but the line spat
