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Terrance McCall. The breath in her throat caught. For one frightening second, it was as if all the carefully reconstructed pieces of her once-shattered world—the pieces she had worked so hard to put together after Terrance had vanished from her life—threatened to crack apart again.

“Alix, you look like you’ve seen a ghost. Do you know him?” her colleague asked.

“Yes,” she replied quietly, her mouth dry, her palms damp. “I know him.”

A ghost. It was a good way to describe Terrance. He was a ghost from her past. How many times had she wondered if he was dead? Had been convinced of it? Because if he were alive, she was certain he would have tried to explain how he could have gone from loving her to disappearing into some black hole, forever out of sight.

Here he was, older, handsomer, looking for all the world as if he’d just been away on an extended vacation.

And he was smiling.

Damn him to hell.