Jake stared blankly at "Keera".
Confusion clouded his gaze as he focused on the corner of her eye.
Keira had a small beauty mark near her eye—something Keera didn't have.
It was the most obvious difference between them.
Yet just moments ago, the sarcastic comment "Keera" made felt eerily familiar.
It took him back to college when he'd gone on and on about preparing for a certification exam.
Keira had quietly turned to him, her expression calm as she said, "Did you even pass level one? And here you are talking about taking level two?"
…
The tone, the expression, even the cold look in her eyes—it was identical.
Jake was stunned, just staring at her.
"Keera" walked slowly toward him. "Jake, they're discussing your marriage, and what are you thinking about?"
Jake looked at her in shock.
He wanted to say something, but the words got stuck in his throat, leaving him clenching his fists in frustration.
