“Oh, Jack…” she began, her voice filled with sympathy, but then her expression underwent a sudden transformation. “Oh my gosh,” she gasped, her hand flying to cover her mouth in sheer astonishment. “What? How? No way…” She stumbled over her words, her gaze shifting rapidly between the photo in Jack’s hand and the woman seated in the cabin.
Relief washed over Jack as he saw Kim’s expression, confirming her recognition of the uncanny resemblance. She had noticed it too. It wasn’t just his imagination; that woman truly looked like his late wife. But the reality remained that she couldn’t be his wife.