Adrian’s POV
Tossing the file to the table, I rubbed my face in frustration. I couldn’t have been imagining things could I? That lady looks so much like my Briar and they bear the same name. Meeting the new project lead for the design team has had me in my head all day. Fate has to be playing the silliest trick on me to make me employ someone who bears the same name as my late wife.
But she is dead, her car was burnt to ashes. Even though we got no body to bury, I do not think anyone could have survived such a fatal accident. The truck driver who rammed into her died too. I cursed loudly, balling my fist in rage. I don’t think I like this lady. Her appearance brings back memories that I have struggled to bury for over five years. Briar is dead and that is the cold truth. Many people have
