Scott | Allison Spam
There's something in his expression that tears her in two. It's so intense, she has to reach up to touch her cheek to see if the silent tears have started again. Her cheeks are dry, though.
And yet...he's so familiar. She's certain she's seen him before, and he says she reminds him of someone.
Taking a deep breath, she shrugs.
"Well, there's no such thing as coincidence."
That's what rolls off her tongue...only, as it leaves her mouth...