"Can we sit down and discuss this? To delve into who you are. I can present you with countless photos and articles, recount numerous details known only to us. Back in our hometown, I possess your identification, driver's license, and credit cards recovered from the wreckage," Leon proposed, softening his tone in an attempt to appeal to Sophia. His gaze remained fixed on her, emanating an indiscernible aura that bred a sense of distrust, cautioning her against placing blind faith in his words. "Can't you simply acknowledge that she has embarked on a new life and identity, leaving her undisturbed? This is her sanctuary. She finds happiness here, surrounded by friends who genuinely care for her. Why dwell on her past or origins? Can't you return to your previous life, knowing she is alive, a

