Chapter 104

Alexander's POV

The voice that cut through the air was desperate and shrill. I turned just in time to see a woman sprint toward me, her face a mask of anguish and relief. She threw herself into my arms, clutching me like a lifeline. I staggered back a step, more from shock than her weight, and tried to steady myself. As I looked down at her, my world froze.

"Cassandra?" The name slipped out before I could fully process the thought. The resemblance was uncanny—same hair, same piercing green eyes. My heart pounded in my chest, each beat reverberating through me like a drum. Cassandra, my first wife, who I’d thought dead for so long, stood before me. Every logical part of my mind screamed that this was impossible, but there she was, alive and very real.

Tears streamed down her face as she sobbed against my chest. "It's really you," she murmured, looking up at me. "I’ve finally come back to you, Alexander."

My mind reeled, and it took every ounce of self-control to steady my racing thought