Alpha Nathan’s POV
The more I stared at the hairpin, the more memories of that day in the woods flooded my mind. I could never forget it. I could never forget her. I could never forget the burger she gave me. And above all, I could never forget what she was wearing that day.
Now, the hairpin in my hand looked exactly like the one in that little girl’s hair. My throat tightened as I studied it in confusion.
“Who owns this?” I asked as my eyes finally darted from the hairpin in my hand toward Lisa.
Lisa, who looked confused, frowned. “It's mine.”
My eyes widened, and I gasped, then took a step backward. This could be a coincidence. There were probably hundreds of hairpins like this in the world. She couldn’t be the little girl who had given me that burger in the woods all those years a
