Van

Julia nodded, taking a step back and wrapping her arms around her midsection. With a nod, she walked toward the windows. “I don’t know what to think.”

My mind was filled with the information from both Michael and Lena. “About what?”

Julia spun toward me. “I’ve never met an ex-lover of my fiancé.”

I scoffed, not because it was funny, but because it wasn’t. “I suppose Beth couldn’t be considered an ex.” ...