The private room was steeped in silence. Nobody spoke.

Francesca looked at the man she had once loved with all her heart and felt a hollow sort of irony. In Julian’s world, there hadn't even been room for the soles of her feet, a place she could claim as hers.

Look, Rose was back now, and with her return, every sliver of space in Julian’s eyes was consumed. There was no room for anyone else.

The vows he had made, the tender words he had once ...