A different her.

(JARED'S POV)

I blinked and went over the headline again, ensuring I was not reading wrong. But the words did not go away. They were there, as bold as ever.

Then I swallowed hard, forcing my gaze down to the picture below, and my breath hitched. It was her. Arielle.

The same lady at the airport.

The same lady in Ashley's car. Little wonder I was drawn to her earlier in the traffic.

How could I be so blind?

Twice, in just a few days. At the airport, where I had felt that strange pull but brushed it off. In the car, where I tried to catch a glimpse, but she vanished before I could truly see her. Both times, I had let her slip away.

The realization hit me like a ton of hot breaks, shattering my heart. How could tease fate trade me like this?

I had thought I'd never see her again. But here she was.

I stared at her picture, my heart pounding. Arielle. Back in town. Successful. Famous, even.

announcing her as the new ambassador chef for Italy's most prestigious restaurant chain, with a branch in New York. I felt an

a chill

phone and dialed my investigator. He picked up almost immediately,

need everything you can dig up on her," I

I figured you'd ask for

since she left, her

send you

raced, caught between fear and something I couldn't

a hand to my chest, trying to stifle the dull throb, but it only intensified as I remembered the boy at the airport. That boy with her same eyes. I hadn't thought much of him at first, but now... the pieces began to fit together with a cruel

right to ask her not to, not after everything, but the idea of her with

myself opening

few mentions of her achievements, but it was mostly just photos and accolades. There was no tangible insight into her personal life,

kept drifting back

her-those eyes, the fierce

fought her way to the top, made a

sent a mail, and with each empty inbox, my anxiety grew. Finally, it arrived. I opened the email with a

Subject: Arielle -Comprehensive Report.

report, digesting every

Meyers," I read

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