JULIA
"Miss Julia," the voice repeated softly.
I blinked away the remnants of the strange dream that lingered in my mind.
Then, my eyes snapped toward the person, locking onto her figure. My heart skipped a beat, my eyes widening in surprise.
Staring back at me were kind eyes, with streaks of gray in her hair tied neatly in a bun, and that ever-present look of patient understanding.
"Miss…Susan?" I rasped, sitting up so quickly the room spun for a moment.
I blinked again to make sure I wasn’t hallucinating, but there she was—Susan, Evan’s long-time maid.
She had been with his family for as long as I could remember, just like my own parents had served the Astors. I hadn’t seen her in years, and yet it felt like no time had passed.
Susan smiled warmly. “Wow, it’s really you.
