My fists clenched so hard my nails broke the skin of my palms. I stared at the two of them, numb, hollow, barely human.
"Jacob Delgado." My voice was a rasp, scraped raw. I barely recognized the sound of it. I barely recognized myself. "Tell me why. The real reason."
Three years ago, it had been our wedding. Mine and Jacob's.
Everyone said the Henson-Delgado union was written in the stars. A perfect match. Two great families joined together.
And Jacob had loved me. He had. I was sure of it, sure down to my bones. He'd spent six months personally overseeing every detail of our wedding, crafting it into something out of a fairy tale. He'd promised to make me the happiest bride the world had ever seen.
But that moment never came.
The instant I put on my wedding dress, Jacob told me he had a surprise. He covered my eyes and said he was taking me somewhere special.
After that, everything went black.
I was drugged. And when I opened my eyes again, I was here. This godforsaken village in the middle of nowhere.
For three years, I'd turned it over and over in my mind, trying to piece together how my life had shattered so completely.