'W… What's this?!'
Asher doubted his eyes.
But after blinking several times, the sight remained unchanged. That woman looked exactly like Lia. Not just similar. They were identical. Down to the last detail!
He had once been her boyfriend, close enough to know every small difference on her face. Combining that with the countless hours he had spent studying her features without her knowledge, sometimes subconsciously, sometimes deliberately with the intention of creating Liya, had made him an expert when it came to recognizing her.
He could even pick her out of a crowd without hesitation, much less now when she was the center of attention and everyone in the room was parting to give her way.
Even nobles felt inferior in her presence!
Nobles!
Asher's pupils trembled. The sight of Nephis' brought back memories he had long sealed away—memories of his broken self.