“You know, the minute I opened my eyes that day, they told me you were dead.

That you burned to death in a car crash, and even your body could not be recovered,” Ethan breathed, his hot gaze on me.

One of his hands held tightly on my waist, and I could barely breathe.

While the other trailed up to my face, moving a strand of hair behind my ears.

“But, I didn't believe them.

I told them, and everyone that was ready to listen that you were not dead.

The Leah I know would never die so easily.

So I waited, I waited for days.

And days turned into...