Chapter 550

Wade stayed quiet, clearly wrestling with something—or just unwilling to admit it.

I decided to cut to the chase. "Wade, did you come into Yuna's life on purpose?"

His head snapped up, panic flashing in his eyes. That look alone was answer enough.

Thinking of how I resembled Narelle, and remembering how Wade had been close by after her passing—even following me into the hospital for Yuna's surgery—I couldn't help but ask, "Were you hoping that by spending time around Yuna, you'd get to see me more often? To... imagine Narelle through me?"

"No." His denial came out fast, almost desperately. "I haven't done that. Not even once."

He took a big gulp of coffee, like he was trying to calm himself or bury something.

I didn't say anything, just watched him carefully.

"Believe me or not," Wade said, his voice serious, "I've never thought of you as Narelle. You may look alike, but I know you're not the same person."

His honesty reassured me—at least a little.

I'd always worried that Wad