Oscar heard Faye's shocked cry and walked over.
He tore off the clear packing tape and pulled every item out one by one.
'It can't be. There's no way.'
Phoebe had always treasured these tokens more than anything. She never even let Faye clean them for her.
So why on earth would she have Faye throw all these things away?
The memory of the wedding invitation flashed through Oscar's mind. He rushed frantically to the trash can beside the sofa.
He picked up the invitation he'd shredded with his own hands and pieced the torn fragments back together.
Right below the groom's name, it read Howard Layne—the exact same name printed on the groom's boutonniere from the delivery box moments before. Oscar's knees nearly buckled beneath him.
Faye spoke up cautiously, trying to reason with him, "M
