•18•End Of Fling?

"Why?" Adam questioned, wondering why Eva was reacting this way to the picture.

He looked at her face, at the way her mouth had dropped open in shock, and he instantly got his answer.

"It's been you all along. The guy from the New Year's Eve party." She stared at him in wonder.

Adam's heart was pounding furiously, and all the similarities began to race through his mind.

His hunch on their very first meeting at The Storm nightclub was real. Eva truly was the masked woman.

They stared at each other in stunned silence, and then burst out laughing at the same time.

Adam knew he was trying to laugh off the shock and other unsettling realities, and he suspected she was trying to do the same.

"Oh God, you really are the weirdo who kissed me that night. I can't believe I've not figured it out all this while." She chuckled.

"Look who's calling who a weirdo. The one who ran away like a timid virgin after the kiss." He tried to laugh genuinely, but a heaviness had settled in his chest

Adam