Lucy stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, lost in thought until Olivia's figure had completely disappeared.
When she turned around, she realized that James was sitting on the couch, his gaze scrutinizing her as if he could see through her. Lucy awkwardly smiled and came up with a casual excuse, "Henry's crying; I'll go make him some formula."
She turned and hurried into the kitchen.
James slowly got up and walked over to the kitchen door, leaning against it with his arms crossed.
"You look a lot like Lisa."
James suddenly spoke, causing Lucy's movements to pause momentarily. She then smiled lightly and replied, "Maybe it's because we used to spend a lot of time together. Our actions and expressions tend to become similar."
James remained silent, his lips curving into a faint smile.
