ALEXANDER POV
My steps halted the moment my eyes landed on her.
It was subtle, so subtle no one else in the room noticed, but to me it felt like the world had just been ripped open at the seams.
That mole. Right at the midline of her back.
My breath hitched. For a second everything around me blurred, the lights, the voices, the steady clicking of cameras and all I could see was that small, dark mark resting on her glowing skin like a signature I had seen somewhere before.
No. It can't be.
My jaw tightened as I took a slow step forward, my gaze locked on her like I was afraid she'd disappear if I blinked. The picture, the one Greg had sent. The only clear detail we ever managed to pull from that night. The back. Same mole. My chest rose sharply.
No… it's a coincidence. It has to be.
