“What do you mean, I’m dead?” I straightened up, momentarily forgetting that I was being held against my will.
I was dead?
That didn’t make any sense, seeing how I was currently still very much breathing. He must have mistaken me for someone else. He was talking to me like he knew me, but I have never seen this man in my life unless—
Could he be?
Could he be the Julian I was searching for? It would make sense if he was. He seemed to know me, so he must know my mother as well. What I didn’t understand was why he tied me up. If my mother was right about him, then he would help me.
“So you are Julian. The one that I’ve been searching for.” It had to be him. My heart fluttered in my chest with hope. If he is the Julian I was searching for, then maybe we could find a way to clear up this
