In my previous life, I was merely a supporting character, highlighting Damon’s deep love for another woman. Tragically, my story unfolded with devastating consequences, leaving my family in ruins and my life shattered. Upon my rebirth, I chose to adopt a carefree attitude, ignoring the situation and waiting for Damon to ask for a divorce. But something peculiar happened. The man who used to disappear for weeks suddenly started showing up every few days. “Do you think there will come a time when you’ll want me to disappear?” I queried. “Do not indulge in fantasies.” he retorted, “We’ll continue to torment each other until the end.” I sighed, as a reincarnated soul, confident that his destined soulmate would soon cross his path. Finally, he encountered her, and I believed freedom was within my grasp. Yet, he quietly…
"Kids are too young to tell who they resemble. And there are many strangers in the world who look alike," I said, suppressing a hint of unease in my heart and wearing a calm and composed smile.
Sofia immediately chimed in, "Exactly. My daughter still looks like a bit of a mixed bag. She doesn't resemble me, her father, or any of the grandparents. Guess we'll have to wait until she grows up."
She had a daughter, nearly one year old then, who indeed doesn't resemble her or Ryan much.
"Right. Upon closer inspection, she doesn't seem to resemble anyone." Cooper, realizing he misspoke, hurriedly corrected himself.
I laughed it off, not dwelling on that issue any longer. Even if everyone said Brandon looked like Damon Coleman, so what? I wouldn't admit it.
The topic was dropped and the atmosphere returned to normal. Everyone chatted and laughed, but a sense of unease lingered in my heart.
Appearance is beyond control.