CHAPTER FIFTY- SIX
MELINDA
I could run. Pack a bag tonight and disappear before the reunion ever happened. Catch a bus to another city, start over somewhere nobody knew me as Belinda or Melinda or Mrs. Vescari.
But running meant leaving Kieran. Meant abandoning the first real home I'd ever had, the first person who'd ever made me feel valued. And despite everything, despite the lies and the fear, I didn't want to leave.
I could confess. Go to him right now and tell him everything about the bride switch, about my parents forcing me into the wedding dress, about Belinda running away with Marco. Throw myself on his mercy and hope he'd understand why I'd lied.
But what if he didn't understand? What if knowing the truth made him hate me? What if all the tenderness and affection disappeare
