Chapter 3

The next day, as I was checking out of the hospital, I bumped into Jonathan in the hallway.

He didn't see me at first. He only had eyes for the girl he was helping, his arm around her waist.

She was tall and slender, with big eyes. She looked young.

So, that was Claire.

She had been the one who tried to end her life for him. And she was the reason Jonathan, usually so steady and self-assured, fled from our wedding without a word.

I must have been staring, because Claire looked over and saw me.

All the color…