I relaxed a little—but not completely.

“Who are you?” I asked him.

He was tall, with a muscular build. He had that same strong, chiseled jawline and dark hair, though his wasn’t black like Ethan’s.

They looked so very much the same. There were clear differences between them, but they were subtle—the dip of his nose, the space between his eyes, and his eyes themselves. They reminded me of Ethan’s, but they were gray.

The biggest difference, though, was this man’s smile.

It came ...