THE WIFE HE NEVER REMEMBERED

THE WIFE HE NEVER REMEMBERED A ROMANTIC SUSPENSE NOVEL MERCY G. PIUS PART ONE — OPENING INSTALLMENT

THE WIFE HE NEVER REMEMBERED • 3 CONTENTS CHAPTER ONE — THE WOMAN IN THE PHOTOGRAPH CHAPTER TWO — LAURENT HOUSE CHAPTER THREE — A NAME IN THE MARGIN CHAPTER FOUR — THE FIRST MEMORY CHAPTER FIVE — THE SECOND ENVELOPE

THE WIFE HE NEVER REMEMBERED • 4 CHAPTER ONE THE WOMAN IN THE PHOTOGRAPH The first time Amara Bennett saw her own wedding photograph, she was standing in a hospital corridor with rainwater dripping from the hem of her coat and a stranger’s blood drying beneath her fingernails. The photograph lay inside a cream envelope that had been pushed beneath the door of her flat. No stamp. No return address. Her name was written across the front in a hand so elegant it looked engraved: Mrs Alexander Laurent. Amara read it once, then again. She had never been Mrs anyone. At twenty-nine, she had never married, never worn a wedding dress, never promised to love a man until death. She had a tenancy agreement, a demanding job at a small London auction house, and a mother who called every Sunday to ask when she would stop working long enough to meet somebody decent. Yet the photograph showed a woman who looked exactly like her, down to the tiny crescent scar beside her left eyebrow. The woman wore ivory silk and a narrow diamond band. Her hand rested on the arm of a tall man in a black suit. He was handsome in the severe, composed way of people who had learned to make silence sound like an instruction. On the back, in blue ink, were six words: He has forgotten you. Find out why. Amara’s phone vibrated. An unknown number. She almost ignored it, but the message preview contained a name: Alexander Laurent.

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