Yet here she was, seated barely an arm’s length away. The resemblance was astonishing – from the familiar highlights in her hair to the gentle lines that appeared at the corners of her eyes when she smiled. Every rational instinct told Jack that the woman in front of him couldn’t possibly be his wife. Yet, his pounding heart ignored his reasoning. He was captivated by the person in front of him.
He closely looked at every part of her face, hoping to find something different, anything that would show she wasn’t really her. However, his thoughts were abruptly shattered by a loud scream that snapped him out of his trance. The woman, his woman, his wife, was now screaming in his direction. His mind whirled, torn between disbelief and a desperate hope.