Chapter 2 - The Ghost from the Past
Before the little girl could answer, a trembling voice echoed from thirty feet away near the entrance archway.
"Amelia… come back here."
Julian’s head snapped up.
Standing among the formal guests was Naomi Rivers. Late 20s, dark hair pulled into a soft updo, she wore a sparkling gold embellished sleeveless evening gown. Tears glistered down her cheeks like shattered diamonds under the chandelier lights.
Six years ago, Naomi had vanished from Julian’s life overnight without leaving a single letter, a phone number, or an explanation. He had spent years searching for her, nearly losing his mind to grief before finally believing she had abandoned him for another life.
Now, on the night of his high-society engagement gala to Victoria Vance, the daughter of his chief financial backer, Naomi stood right before his eyes.
Julian stared across the room, his chest heaving under his black tuxedo. The applause, the murmurs, and the aristocratic glamour of the room dissolved into absolute white noise.
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"Naomi…" Julian whispered, his voice cracking with heartbroken agony. "Why did you leave?"
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