She froze, her gaze flickering back up to Samuel's face. She studied him intently, as if seeing him in a new light. Their faces… she thought, her mind racing. They're almost identical. The same sharp jawline, the same piercing eyes. It's just their demeanor that sets them apart. Samuel is composed, reserved… while James is more casual, easygoing. But if someone else saw them, someone who didn't know them well, they might think they were the same person.
Zinnia's thoughts spiraled as she tried to rationalize the situation. The shoes… it's probably just a coincidence. It can happen. Maybe they bought them from the same store, or maybe it's a popular brand. She wanted to believe it was nothing more than chance, but a part of her couldn't shake the uneasy feeling in her chest. What are the odds, though? For the shoes to be exactly the same?