Jason couldn't stop himself from thinking about Emiliana. Even though she hadn’t shown up for their date at the Opera, he couldn’t help but feel that there was something he was missing somewhere.
Twice now, their plans had been ruined by one thing or the other. It couldn’t be a coincidence that she didn’t make it to the Coliseum. Something must have stopped her. And this time, he couldn’t exactly figure out what it was. Surely it couldn’t be the time, since they’d clearly agreed on the time when they were to meet.
And then there was his betrothed. That Emily should be there but not Emiliana was ironic in itself. Surely the universe was trying to mock him, in some divine, twisted manner. The two were so similar, even in name and appearance. And yet one irritated him while the other was
