The quiet hospital room fell completely dead silent. Doctor Weber stood near the heart monitor, his face dripping with nervous sweat as he looked at Julian with pleading eyes.

Julian’s broad body went completely stiff. His dark eyes flickered with a sudden, dangerous coldness as he felt Clara’s small hands gripping his arm. Clara was mistaking him for his late brother, calling him Thomas, and looking at his wife like she was a nobody.

Evelyn felt her pulse drum wildly against her ribs. Every single proud drop of blood in her veins screamed at her to step forward, pull Julian away, and tell this woman the absolute truth. She was...