Chapter 22

Brian Jordan was found in a bar, brainstormed by incessant thought since he couldn't stop thinking about Elena. Her beauty, her eyes, her smile, everything about her reminded him of his wife. He just couldn't help it. It was like he was seeing another version of his wife. A woman he loved and still loves.

Elena's resemblance to his wife was uncanny.

He sighed and poured himself a glass of beer, taking a sip from it, his face contorted at the feeling he got as he gulped it.

Since he couldn't stop thinking about her, he had to investigate her. To know who her family is. Her whole life. He had to be sure since his head couldn't stop conjuring different what-ifs about the fact that she could be related to him.

He had to feed his mind the truth or the bitter truth. Hopefully, it's not just an imagination.

But somehow, he knew that being here could be his best decision ever.

His phone buzzed and he took it from the table he dropped it. He saw it was the private investigator he hired on Elen