Chapter 71

Valeria lived about seven miles away. Under normal conditions, even with the rain, it shouldn't have taken more than 30 minutes to get there. Selena had fallen asleep with her head resting on Valeria's lap. At the red light, Sebastian lifted his gaze. He glanced at her in the rearview mirror, his dark eyes unreadable, lips tight with something he wasn't saying. There was a quiet grace about her. Pale cheeks, calm features. Something about her felt strangely familiar. And yet, at the same time, unmistakably distant—like a memory he couldn't quite place. Sebastian didn't want to confuse his own emotions. He didn't want to see Jane in someone else just because they felt familiar. But no matter how much he tried to deny it, the similarity was hard to ignore. And yet, they were clearly two different women. So why did it feel so similar? There was only one answer—imitation. He didn't want to assume the worst about Valeria and didn't want to believe her intentions were calculated. But