"I have seen you before, in a boutique, right?" Mr. Benjamin said, and Heather's heart dropped. She just realized he didn't recognize her.
"Yes," she replied, her voice faltering slightly.
I'm sorry I hit you. I didn't see where I was going. Can I pay for your coffee? He offered as a way to apologize.
"I'm good," Heather said curtly, pushing him aside as she walked off angrily.
"Are you okay?" Andre asked as Heather approached the car, panting.
"Let's go," she said, her voice trembling with frustration as she climbed into the car. Andre got in and drove off, glancing at her with concern.
Heather's mind raced as they drove away. She couldn't believe he didn't recognize her after all these years. The encounter had stirred up old emotions and made her more determined than
