That's it, this is her, he reasoned. However, she did not recognize him. She dashed out of the garden. Peter is currently at his office, contemplating the possibilities of his new neighbor, and the girl from that night was the same person. "How is this even possible? I looked everywhere for her. But when I gave up hope of ever finding her, she came to me as a neighbor?" Peter's question was directed solely at himself. When his assistant Tom came into his office, he was preoccupied with his thoughts. "Sir, the meeting has been scheduled for 11 a.m. today, in the restaurant White Pearl," Tom stated. Peter shifted his stance and looked at Tom, perplexed by what he was saying. "Which meeting are you referring to?" he inquired of Tom. Tom was taken aback by his question. This is the first time
