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  2. Also by Willow Winters
  3. You Know I Love You
  4. Prologue
  5. Kat
  6. Evan
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  35. Also by Willow Winters
  36. About Willow Winters

It’s not just me who deserves that anymore.

Evan

I promise to love you forever.  And that’s the easy part.

To honor and cherish you.

To keep your wishes and dreams my own.

To comfort you and keep you safe, always.

Till death do us part.

My wedding vows haunt me.  The parts of them I can remember, at least.  I can’t stop seeing the look of complete devotion on Kat’s face on our wedding day, as I read my vows from the scrap of paper where I’d written them.

My heart raced as I spoke each word, my gaze straying from the paper to look back at her.  She was so beautiful, with a love that I knew I didn’t deserve.

I can still remember the feel of her soft skin as I cupped her cheek in my hand.  I can still smell the sweet fragrance that drifted toward me as I leaned closer to her, all of our friends and family clapping and cheering as I took my first kiss from my wife.

I can still taste her lips on mine.

When I said those words, I meant them.  I thought they’d be so easy to keep, to be honest, and it never occurred to me that I’d forget.

A large metal door opens at the end of the hall and I look up, my view obstructed by steel bars of the jail cell.

It’s been a long damn time since I’ve been locked up.  Years.  Almost a dozen years, to be exact.  I knew I’d be back soon, though.

It was only a matter of time before they brought me in for questioning.  Samantha tried to warn me but it was too late. Soon after I left the townhouse the cops picked me up and brought me in. I sit hunched over, resting my forearms on my thighs as I wait for the attending officer to come get me.  With the footsteps echoing down the small corridor, my gaze raises in anticipation, only to drop again to the cement floor.  He walks right past me without a glance in my direction and I drop my head, focusing on the cracks in the concrete and recalling every detail of the night that put me here.

My hands sweat as I twist my wedding band around my finger.  I can’t think about Kat right now or what she’d say.  I haven’t told her a damn thing about this and we’re in the same place we were when I last left.