258 Chapter Two Hundred And fifty-eight: The Fraudster

Emily's point of view 

There was something off yet awfully familiar about this man called Kain. For starters, his eyes looked oddly similar to Judy's, and yes, I know people can possess the same eye color but it was just so damn familiar like I was talking to the same person. 

Their voices were not exactly the same, he was much deeper but then age has always been known to influence that coupled with a neurological disorder, or psychological stress or whatever. The point is there was something about him that reminds me of Judy. 

And he couldn't be Judy, I laughed nervously in my head. Because he's dead - even though his body was never found- but then, if he were… like if he were alive, which is impossible. If Judy had survived, he would have called or tried to reach out to me since he promised to come back for me. 

"Judy couldn't have been alive and let me pass those hellish years alone" I comforted myself with that thought.