Chapter 16

The stone-paved streets of Four Squares were still damp with morning dew. Maddox held Priscilla's wool shawl in his arms as he leaned down to adjust the slightly crooked silver bracelet on her wrist. Suddenly, the sound of shattering glass exploded behind them. "Priscilla?" That familiar scent of cologne hit her nose, mixed with the sharp tang of spilled red wine. Josiah stood there with his left arm wrapped around Brittany's shoulder. Priscilla turned when she heard his voice. She saw Josiah and Brittany strolling intimately together. The pain she thought she had long buried surged back with brutal clarity, as if the wounds had been inflicted just yesterday. The pain was raw and fresh, searing into her chest. The injury from the car accident that had long healed suddenly ached again. The scar that had closed over felt like someone had ripped it open. Her eyes fixed on the new platinum couple's ring gleaming on Josiah's left hand. At that moment, she recalled that he had never w