Dominic’s story

Damn all this. How was I going to tell her that the man she was asking for was actually her fiance? The man she was going to marry one day? And why the hell was I feeling jealous of a dead man?

I didn’t prepare an explanation concerning Tom. What was certain was that in Rebecca’s mind, this Tom didn’t have a face. Only what she remembered from her dreams, if she remembered anything at all. And I couldn’t even go into the motives. She was very vulnerable now, anyway. So I’ll take the shortest possible way.

“We’ll have time to talk about Tom, who you only see...