Elena fought hard, but the man holding her only tightened his grip.
He held her with the desperation of someone terrified she might disappear again.
Then Elena saw his face and froze. It was Marcus.
A moment later, she snapped back to herself.
"Are you insane?" She drove her elbow into his chest. "Let go of me!"
Marcus barely reacted to the blow.
He only tightened his hold, rested his chin against the top of her head, and drew in a deep breath.
"Ellie..."
His voice was rough, as if he had barely spoken in days.
'I've missed you so much.'
A few days earlier, Marcus had been drinking with several friends when one of them suddenly shouted, "Wait! This woman... doesn't she look like Elena Brooks?"
Marcus had sobered instantly.
He snatched the phone and saw the face he'd been dreami
