As the days went by, Lira found herself growing more and more uneasy around Ethan. She couldn't quite put her finger on it, but something about his charming smile and piercing gaze made her feel like he was hiding something.
One evening, as she was rummaging through Felix's study, she stumbled upon an old photo album. As she flipped through the pages, she came across a picture of Felix and a group of friends, including a young woman who looked uncannily like her.
Lira's heart skipped a beat as she recognized the woman's features – the same piercing green eyes, the same curve of the nose. It was as if she was looking at a older version of herself.
Suddenly, the door creaked open, and Felix walked in. "Lira, what are you doing in here?" he asked, his voice gentle.
Lira's eyes locked onto the photo, and she felt a surge of curiosity. "Who's this woman?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Felix's expression turned guarded, and he hesitated before speaking. "That's Emma," he said finally. "She was a close friend of mine, a long time ago."
Lira's eyes narrowed. "What's going on, Felix?" she asked, her voice firm. "Why does Ethan seem so interested in me? And why do I look so much like this woman?"
Felix sighed, his eyes clouding over with memories. "Lira, Ethan's past is... complicated," he began. "He's been searching for someone for a long time, and I think he might have mistaken you for her."
Lira's mind was racing with questions, but before she could ask any of them, Felix continued.
"Emma was more than just a friend to me," he said, his voice low. "She was the love of my life. And she died in the same accident that killed your family."
Lira's eyes widened in shock, and she felt like she'd been punched in the gut. She had so many questions, but most of all, she wanted to know why Felix had kept this secret from her for so long.
As she looked at Felix, she saw the pain and guilt etched on his face, and her heart went out to him. But she knew she needed answers, and she was determined to get them...