Stolen Love, Stolen Identity

erself there, not as Ethan's beloved, but as something less than a ghost. Eleanor had allowed her in, a twisted kindness. "You

's what her love

er official title was "assistant caregiver," a role that quickly became

through her. Sometimes, he' d ask

ound. "Just one of the staff, d

ed her directly, Sarah felt

e in the sunroom, Ethan beside her. "Be a dear and

spark, a sign. Nothing. Just a blank look before he turn

ok it without a word of thanks, he

r, found Sarah polishing silver in the dining r

k who it is. Pla

d down, scrubbing

" Tiffany continued, circling her. "Turns out, she was

dlestick. "This needs more work. You

her fingers tre

ick with the flu. She' d made him soup, held his head, stayed up all night. He' d wo

he same polite disinterest he' d show a stranger on the st

with a mixture of pity and fear. They knew. Sarah could see it in their averted eyes, their hushed w

ering heroine. She would often clutch her side

it was worth it, of course.

ce etched with concern. "Are you alr

ld me. Your being here is

to be in the room, as if Sarah's mere presence was an affront to Ashley's d