"Chloe...no way. She wasn't this beautiful. Perhaps they just bear a resemblance," Ryan replied, but his heart was pounding hard. He couldn't help but think about what he had done to her. Over the years, he had thought of her more than he cared to admit. She was just a village girl, nothing special. He repeated these thoughts to himself over and over again.
There was no way his brother's wife could be his ex-girlfriend, or so he desperately tried to convince himself.
Ryan stood in the brightly lit room, his mind racing with conflicting emotions. The sight of Chloe, or someone who looked strikingly similar to her, had stirred up a whirlwind of memories and regrets. He couldn't deny the undeniable pull he felt towards her, even after all these years. It was as if fate was playing a cruel joke on him, bringing her back into his life in the most unexpected way.
