Their gazes met.
Time seemed to freeze as Adrian's heart skipped a beat. Her 'emerald' eyes locked with his for just a second—brief, fleeting, yet enough to stir a storm of recognition within him.
Her features were familiar, painfully so. His mind raced as he tried to place her, his pulse quickening.
The woman turned away almost immediately, resuming her unconvincing act of wandering aimlessly. But Adrian remained rooted to the spot, staring after her with wide eyes.
'Is it you?' he thought inwardly, his grip tightening around the drink.
His gaze fell to her left hand, and his breath caught when he saw it.
A golden ring gleamed faintly on her finger.
It wasn't just any ring. It was the counterpart to his own—a perfect copy of the silver ring he wore.
A whisper escaped his lips, barely audible yet laden with emotion.
"I... found you."
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"They found me."
