Chapter 61 - Jagger Bolton

Jagger POV

“Bella?” I let out once more. The girl looks at me with the most puzzled expression on her face. Her eyes meet mine, and I don’t see the spark they once had in them. Her face is the same except for the small scar over her eye. Bella didn’t have it. My heart is beating so fast that I feel like I am about to die of a heart attack.

“Sorry?” She says. Geez, the voice. So many nights, I got drunk, thinking I would never hear the melodic tone of her voice, and now she is here, in front of me. Breathing. Alive. How?

“What are you doing here? You died, how?” I let out between breaths. I don’t even know how I can speak right now. My brain is fuzzy, as if it can’t believe my eyes. How is this? What the fuck.

“I am sorry, sir, I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she says, and I frown as I look at her. It’s her. There’s not a chance in the world another woman would look and sound exactly like her. “I think you must be confusing me with someone else,” she says, and I shake my he