A long time ago, we crossed paths before.
I stared at Jordan Bryant, stunned. His dazed expression hit me like a bolt of lightning—shocked, but deep down, a wild joy crept in.
"You… could it be…" I opened my mouth, but words refused to come out. My fingers, which had just felt warm, suddenly turned icy cold, like the chill seeped through every bone in my body. But my heart—it burned like fire, scalding me from the inside.
Thinking back over everything, something about this lifetime's Jordan just didn’t quite line up with the past.
I used to think he just looked a bit more world-weary—like he'd gone through a lot. I chalked it up to me overthinking things, assuming my own experiences made me see him differently.
But now that I really think about it… he came back to the coun
