The Lost Lover's Return

Summary

I saw Nathan Reed again at my best friend Amy’s wedding. The man who had vanished five years ago.

He was the groom, and I was a bridesmaid.

Amy practically bounced over, her face alight, eager to tell me their love story. “You know, he was in that car accident, and I was the one who saved him,” she whispered conspiratorially, though her voice still carried. “I heard he had a fiancée back then, but I spirited him out of the country overnight for treatment.” She nudged me with her elbow, a wide, triumphant grin stretching across her face. “Pretty brilliant move, right, girl?”