Chapter 4

Something inside Edward snapped. He reached into his jacket, pulled out his wallet, and drew out a single photograph. It was the only picture from their wedding.

He shoved the photo in her face and practically snarled at her. "You don't know me? Then what about this? Natalie, what the hell are you playing at? Faking your own death is fun to you?!"

The girl in the photo wore a white wedding gown, her face soft, her eyes shy and blissful as she leaned into the man beside her.

But the woman standing before him now looked at that same…