Riley's POV
I stand there frozen, staring at her, and my mind refuses to catch up with what my eyes are seeing. Daphne. The same Daphne. Not someone who looks like her, not someone with a similar face, but her. Exactly her.
The woman I spent my entire life erasing from my memory, the name I never said out loud, the past I locked away so tightly that even thinking about it makes my chest hurt.
How is she here?
How is she standing in front of me like this place belongs to her?
My body reacts before my brain does. I turn sharply, ready to leave, ready to get out of this house, out of this place, out of whatever trap I have walked into, but I don’t even make it two steps before someone grabs my arm. The sudden pull throws me off balance, and I stumble forward, hitting my head against a
