Alicia stood there, her eyes still glued to the man jogging away with his headset on. For a second, she thought she was losing her mind. His face…it was Lucas. But no, this man was slightly different. He was more muscular in a way Lucas had never been.
“Are my eyes getting bad?” she whispered to herself. “That is Lucas… but he looks different. Am I drunk? But I didn’t take any alcohol.”
She pulled out her phone and dialed Lucas’s number. The line connected quickly.
“Hey… I am good,” she said, her eyes still on the path where the man had disappeared. “Quick one, were you walking some minutes ago?” She paused, listening. Lucas’s voice on the other end was calm, almost bored.
“Oh, you’re still in your office. No… It’s fine. Sure, I still remember.” She ended the call and let out a long si
