Riley's POV

I stand there frozen, staring at her, and my mind refuses to catch up with what my eyes are seeing. Daphne. The same Daphne. Not someone who looks like her, not someone with a similar face, but her. Exactly her.

The woman I spent my entire life erasing from my memory, the name I never said out loud, the past I locked away so tightly that even thinking about it makes my chest hurt.

How is she here?

How is she standing in front of me like this place belongs to her?

My body reacts before my brain does. I turn sharply, ready to leave, ready to get...