Chapter 35

Ms. Rokley? Who was calling her that? She hadn't been called by that name since before the wedding. Even as a widow, she carried herself as the bride of the late Warren Heether, so custom demanded others name and treat her the same way.

So what was this? Someone who had no idea who she was? But then, how would they have found her here past the hectic party and recognized her on sight?

They had to know her face to be able to call to her by name, which meant they should know who she was and all the trouble that surrounded her as of late.

But when she spun to see who it was, all questions were answered.

There, moving over the grass to join them in the patio before the doors, was the man who had called out to her - and accompanying a woman with an all too familiar face.

Annalise.

"This is my fiance, Noah White," Anna announced when they came to a stop. "And this is my sister, Elizabeth Rokley. I'm glad I saw you when you ran out here. I didn't want to miss my own sister! You've come so