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The Husband Who Came Back
Five years ago, Declan Mercer walked out the door and vanished — no body, no note, no trace — and you buried the grief, rebuilt your life, and said yes to another man. Tonight, forty-eight hours before your second wedding, the dead come knocking. He is soaking wet, jaw set, eyes burning with something that looks terrifyingly like love, and the single worst thing about this moment is that your fiancé is asleep twenty feet above your head.
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