"Anna!"
Ethan was sure he couldn't be mistaken—it didn't matter how cold or careless he'd acted back then, he knew her body like the back of his hand.
The moment he realized it was her, he couldn't hold back and rushed straight over.
He tried to stay in control, but clearly, his instincts had overruled his brain.
"Anna, you're finally back," he said, wrapping his arms around her tightly, eyes lit with joy he hadn't felt in years.
All this time, Ethan never believed Anna had died—just gone away for a while. As long as he repented, as long as he lived right, somehow, she'd come back.
Maybe the universe had finally heard him.
Anna, caught off guard by the sudden hug, froze up. The moment she heard that all-too-familiar voice, a tremble ran through her.
"Mr. Donovan,
