Epilogue
Maria walked slowly down the cobblestone street of Magda’s last earthly home, losing herself in the perfectly curated and arranged fantasy. Almost everyone nodded or smiled at her as she passed by.
She tried to push the similarities to Prague out of her mind. Much as she treasured her memories of walking those narrow, winding streets with Leo years ago, she resented the fact that they could never be there together now. Even so far from all their family and friends, being seen in the city with her own husband created far too much risk of being recognized. The only person who truly knew her here in Austria no longer remembered anything she'd once known.
She'd stopped by the coffee shop for one of their wonderful espressos as she always did. Magda hadn't met her there for a long t
