Chapter 25 Ghost from Her Past

Alessia looked at Veronica with surprise. ‘Did someone follow you? Or are you bringing home a guest?’

‘No.’ Veronica shook her head. ‘I took the elevator up by myself. Didn’t see anyone.’

She turned the doorknob.

The door swung open, revealing a striking figure in a sleek grey suit.

His intense gaze penetrated the room, scanning its occupants without so much as a blink.

In a heartbeat, his eyes locked onto Alessia—a tumultuous mix of emotions ignited between them.

The man’s eyes, filled with longing and weariness, spoke of a bitter struggle against the whims of fate.

‘Alessia?’ His voice quivered.

And there he stood, Brayden, a ghost from Alessia’s past she hadn’t laid eyes on in ages.

Time had etched its marks upon his once-youthful face, leaving traces of sorrow in his weary eyes.

The years had woven a complex tapestry of feelings between them, now laid bare in this unexpected reunion.

Alessia, once happily entangled with a twenty-one-year-old Brayden at the tender age of eighteen,