The moment their eyes met, what little strength Ethan Rhodes had in his limbs seemed to drain away completely.
At this distance, he could see her face clearly.
It wasn't Zoe Rhodes.
But—
Those eyes wouldn't lie.
His Zoe, ever since they were children, had always had eyes that lit up whenever she looked at him.
He would never mistake those eyes.
His chest heaved violently. His fingers curled unconsciously, his fists clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white. Each searing breath sent a sharp pain through his chest.
The tearing sensation in his muscles brought a clear pain, but this time, it was from excitement.
He was like a long-dormant volcano. Tectonic plates shifted, magma churned. The moment their eyes met, all his emotions reached a critical point, threatening to erupt. But in the end, they could only be forced deep back into the earth, buried beneath a calm exterior.
