The Love We Couldn't Forget (Part One: Before the Truth)

​London, England. October 14. Fifteen years to the day since Richard Rose died. The rain fell heavily over the city, washing the streets beneath the golden lights of the buildings. Cars moved slowly through the darkness, and the wind carried the distant sound of sirens. Inside a small apartment overlooking the River Thames, Amelia Rose stood beside the window, holding a diamond ring between her fingers. She had not slept. Daniel Carter had been missing for three days.