“Damon?”My mother’s voice broke through my paralysis as she hurried over, her eyes wide with panic.“Damon, what is she doing here? Why is she with your Uncle Lucas?”I couldn’t answer her. My tongue felt heavy, glued to the roof of my mouth. Before I could even take a step back, Mr. and Mrs. Larson walked right past me with broad, glowing smiles and headed straight toward the couple.“You took your time, sweetheart,” Mrs. Larson said warmly as she pulled Junia into a loving embrace before turning to Lucas with a smile. “Lucas, thank you for taking such good care of her. She even looks healthier now. You’re such a wonderful husband.”“Always, Mrs. Larson,” Lucas replied.His deep, commanding voice carried effortlessly through the suddenly quiet ballroom. He reached out and gently tucked a loose strand of hair behind Junia’s ear, the small gesture so intimate that a sharp, unexpected pain stabbed through my chest. My husband? What was really going on? I needed answers, but no one was
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