I smell this familiar scent as a wave of confusion just rushes over me. I haven’t smelled that perfume since... no way.

It has to be just a coincidence. I take a deep breath of that rose and vanilla scent. It reminds me of my angel. I close my eyes, seeing her smiling face wave across my mind. The last time I saw her smile is the one happy memory that burned into my very soul.

No. Stop, Zander. Get her out of your mind. It’s time to move on.

I walk to the breakfast nook and see a woman leaning over the table reading something and taking notes. Long...