Ivan’s breath caught in his throat the moment the doctor entered the room. His heart pounded, and for a second, it felt like time had stopped. The woman standing in front of him was strikingly familiar, her presence pulling him into a whirlpool of memories long buried. He couldn’t place her face exactly, but something about her—her eyes, her smile—struck him with a force that left him reeling. She looked almost identical to the mysterious woman who had vanished from his life after a single, unforgettable night.
"Hello," the woman greeted, her smile calm and professional.
Alora, sitting beside Ivan, was frozen. Her wide blue eyes filled with terror, her body trembling violently as she stared at the doctor. It was as if she had seen a ghost.
Then it hit her.
"Ghost! Ghost! Ghost!" Alora
