Chapter 19

“Young man," he said, his voice laced with an undercurrent of hidden emotions, "I sense a familiarity about you. Have we met before?"

I paused, caught off guard by his remark. "I... I'm not sure," I stammered, trying to collect my thoughts. "I don't recall ever meeting you Sir. But there's something about you that feels... familiar."

Jasmine's mother, interjected with a warm smile. "Perhaps it's just a coincidence, dear," she said soothingly. "We're grateful you brought Jasmine home safely. You must be tired after such a long journey. Why don't you stay for dinner? We'd love to hear the story of your adventure."

I hesitated, my instincts telling me that there was more to Mr. Thompson's familiarity than mere chance. But their kindness and hospitality were genuine, and I couldn't ignore the invitation. "Thank you, Ma’am ," I replied, my voice tinged with gratitude. "I would be honoured to join you for dinner."

As we gathered around the table, the atmosphere shifted. There was an underly