Kelsey's POV
{Cecelia's Estate - 8:57 A.M.}
I blinked.
Then blinked again.
The man standing in the doorway was a mirror. Maybe... A shadow. A nearly perfect replica.
My lips parted as my brain scrambled to process what I was seeing. That face... that height... that build...
It was like Landon had walked through the door, but something wasn't right. No... a lot wasn't right at all.
This man's hair was black. Not dark brown like Landon's, but ink-black and combed neatly back like a prince from a vintage movie. His eyes were gray... icy, sharp, almost metallic. A shade Landon definitely didn't have. Landon's eyes were black, darker than coal, warm when they softened, and unreadable when he was serious.
But their body structure? Uncannily similar.
They both have that broad shoulders, tall frame, lean waist. Even the way he walked... calm, confident, like the world belonged under his shoes... it felt too familiar. Landon.
