—Alec—
For the first time in my life, I experienced shock, disbelief, and confusion, all at once.
The emotions hit so hard I took an unplanned sip of my drink to steady myself.
Mabel Parker?
The server girl I humiliated six years ago.
The girl who left my hotel suite that morning in tears. The one I’d been looking for.
How did she transform into the woman descending the stairs right now?
In my stupefaction, I watched as she picked up a glass from a server and sauntered right past me.
Wait, didn't she recognize me?
I yanked at my collar, loosening my tie as I watched her walk to the only painting in the room.
Just when I thought about going after her, a familiar voice rasped behind me.
“There you are, Alec Rivera!” I turned to find Clarissa Wren standing behind me, a wine glass i
