Lily POV

I woke up with Tony's voice echoing in my ears, the phantom sound of him calling me "Anna" making my skin crawl with an uncomfortable familiarity. The dream had been so vivid, so real, that for a moment I couldn't tell where the nightmare ended and reality began.

In the dream, we'd been in the garden again, but this time when he'd reached for my hands, he'd whispered "Anna" against my lips like a prayer. I'd felt myself responding, melting into him, before the wrongness of it all crashed over me like ice water.

I sat up in bed, my heart hammering against my ribs. The morning light...