However, there wasn’t talk of any romantic liaisons between Marcus and “Scarlett”. I supposed it was because “Scarlett” was married to Ashton.

From an onlooker’s perspective, I thought there was something more to the situation.

I clicked on one of the articles. In it, I saw a photo of the late “Scarlett”.

The similarities in our appearance were uncanny. We looked almost identical other than her healthier glow and stronger-looking physique.

Absorbed in my sleuthing, I didn’t notice that Marcus’ meeting had ended. He entered the office and commented, “What are you looking at? You look like you’re in a trance.”

He stopped right in front of me, lowering his gaze to the phone in my hand. When he saw the contents of my browser, he laughed carelessly. He walked to his desk and asked, “Did you think you were the same person?”

His words unraveled my suspicions.

I left my seat and took a chair opposite him. “Don’t you think we look very alike?” I enlarged the image before passing him my phone.

Six years could change a person’s appearance, but there were embedded characteristics that time could never remove.

legs on his office chair. He appraised my face seriously for a

I could have argued with him over the

and denying my suspicions at

I was the spitting image of “Scarlett”, that was

I stared into his eyes. I

to “Scarlett”, why is he

getting off work.

the questions in my head, Marcus stood up and began herding me

my phone

was struck with a thought. When I’m with Marcus, I accept all of his decisions unquestioningly. If he wants to change the topic

a black vehicle suddenly shot out from nowhere, blocking his path. Marcus barely

several times instead of

wasn’t going to apologize or move his car. Resigned, Marcus unbuckled his

on the driver’s

the driver’s rude and puzzling behavior. He didn’t want to waste time pursuing the driver whose car had already disappeared around the

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