My knees nearly gave out.
“Do you know each other?” I asked.
Dad whispered,
“Adrian…”
Julian looked at me.
“There’s something your father never told you.”
My father stared at my fiancé as if he had seen a ghost.
“You’re Leonard’s son. You were just a child the last time I saw you.”
Murmurs spread through the pews.
“What’s going on?” I asked.
Neither of them answered.
Elise, my maid of honor, hurried over.
“Everyone, please remain seated. We need a moment.”
I took my father into a small office.
“Tell me the truth.”
“His real name is Adrian,” he said. “He used his middle name with you.”
My stomach twisted into knots.
“I knew his family years ago. Before you were born, I was engaged to a woman named Claire. Later, she married Leonard. He was a wealthy real estate developer. Together they had a son with a distinctive birthmark on his face.”
Julian had a large red birthmark on his face.
“Claire was my first love,” he said. “But Leonard dragged her into his world. Their marriage turned bitter. Around that time, the construction company I worked for collapsed. Leonard helped cover up financial fraud connected to it.”
“And Adrian came back because of that?”
Dad slowly looked toward the door.
