The Lover Lost Behind Me

After we got married, William told me he didn’t like the idea of his woman being in the public eye. So I deleted my podcast account, the one with millions of loyal listeners, and contentedly settled into being his quiet harbor.

Then he brought home a girl named Serena.

He said her voice sounded exactly like Echo, the late-night radio host who had vanished from the airwaves years ago, and praised her immense talent. He began spending entire nights with her in the recording studio, even personally making sure she took her medicine.